In The High Citadel Of Fear Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

In The High Citadel Of Fear



In the high citadel of Fear
A million subjects knelt before
The bronze throne of Fear.

Tentacles from that throne of Fear
How they moved like fork-tongued snakes
And increased Fear to previous Fear!

The waters gelid flowed and thawed
Before the frost at sunset visited:
For early were they touched by Fear.

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