Volcanoes Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Volcanoes



Volcanoes opening their fiery
Mouths

Spitting red blood of fire-lavas
Sizzling

Towns under the tsunami lavas
Street by street sinking

Lights go out; black outs prevail;
And people in the streets
Flee
From street to street
As ants.

Dies irae, dies illa!

The time has come

Final:
Descent, extinction, genealogy,
Dynasty melt with the fire-lavas.

Tuesday, December 9, 2014
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