Treasure Island

Emmanuel George Cefai

(12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

He fell


He fell
All torn
All blood
First moved
Moved slow
Then ceased


A withered field
Now seeping blood
Corpses and cadavers
A brown of red
Thousands lay there
Not all in wholes

Dullness of thought
Bleak drear of clouds
Waning of day
Screaming of wraiths
The Earth feels sad
Today!

Submitted: Wednesday, August 13, 2014

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