Trembling Hand Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I
am
the
trembling
hand
that
trembles
dropping
the
knife
of
murder
the
killing
of
Immortality
I
merit
sacrifice
before
the
Altar of Justice
and spill my blood
I merit.
I
am
the ghost of Justice
I
am
the
Spirit of Christmas
that visited Mister Scrooge:
I am the Three Spirits too
you see
I changed and I transformed
I took rock bits of history
in my hand:
but did not shatter them
arranged
thing after thing
time after time
and woke the Soul, the Inner Soul.
Wake up humans!
Fear not!
All that you have to do is
to remove the blinds
that be before your eyes
before your brains
the conventions that chain
your hands
shatter the chains!
shatter the chains
Individual Sovereign Wills and
every Individual be a State
and the State rise in life
in Individual Sovereign Will.
For I too
I changed and I transformed
I took rock bits of history
in my hand:
but did not shatter them
arranged
thing after thing
time after time
and woke the Soul, the Inner Soul.
Wake up humans!
Fear not!