In All Of Us Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

In all of us
To all of us
A tunnel
Dark and long
To all of us
Along the tunnel to move
To all of us
The number of units
To reach the end
Where the Dim Blinding Light
Shines glimmering.
Ay!
We,
We humans think
That we will not ever
Reach the end of the tunnel
And trudge in the dark
Happily and blind
As drunken humans
In youth
And
On the wings of youth
Oblivious to the swords impending
On our heads:
In most of us
And
To most of us
That in the feast of youth
Be reveling:
We
Turn blind all eyes
And joy and joy and feast
More than bacchanalians
Nocturnal:
But ay!
The end of the tunnel
Is a length
Relative to each of us
But ay! The end
Not just so relative
We always
(Immortality suspended)
Grope
Into the Dim Blinding Light
Then
We know
That Time and Age are
Come:
The Call is made:
And to turn back
Too late.