Your Trophies Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Your Trophies
Hold me
Hold me among your trophies
The wind blows from the west
Now
counterbalancing
Yesterday that the wind from the
East it blew.
Hold me
Hold me
I see turquoise the waves of the
Sea
The creaking bastions
In the night they were whispering
Together
Bastion to bastion:
The gardens of Valletta dream
Continue from the night
Too lazy
And too wise
To leave Sub-Conscious.
Now
Now
Hold me
Hold me.
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