You See, My Man, What We Have Carried Through? Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
You See, My Man, What We Have Carried Through?
You see, my man, what we have carried through?
Ten years.
Eleven years since coming here.
Now
In thousands of verses, I steer.
I lie successor to all this wealth:
Before me stretches Time, long
A tunnel
Whence I see a dim light, but
I calculate that this time
I will not manage
To fork all my way to another
Ten years, eleven years, this
Grouping of time: no, no, no.
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