In The Calvary Of Crucifixes Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

In the Calvary of crucifixes
the crucifixes one by one
so near to each other
on the blood stained field
that seeped in oozing red:
neighed the wind on the plain
and the frost tore particles
from soil and snow and earth
and they moved not but here and
there a groan rose to the heavens there
in that scene of horrid revelry
A figure black-draped sate
on a low fence and grim
grinned with pleasure devilish
in the Calvary of crucifixes
the crucifixes one by one
so near to each other
on the blood stained field
that seeped in oozing red.