Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

Lily of the woods
Burnt before dusk
When the monk
Said his vespers.
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Time
Hooded my eyes
I was there.
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With blurred eyes
And sleepy
Sleepy eyes
He saw through
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The waters wore
A wry smile
Today
A sardonic pursing
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There was a night
There was Fear
Roaming
Roaming
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In Easter Valley
The roaming skeletons
staggered over bones
bones
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I saw a skeleton
Put off the light
the white aura went
I saw the shadow of the skeleton
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Here
Another civilization
Here
In the cemetery
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Nine times the thunders
Struck
Ten times the lightning
Struck
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