Jars Opened And Scented Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Jars Opened And Scented
The jars opened and scented in
The night.
The honies in the air
Towards the heavens rose
As in the helix of a DNA
Sweet and silent, they.
‘We have to buy the pills
Today.' He said
And in his pockets fetched
And found not
Then his neck he stretched
Erect.
The house be silent
Not once a child's cry
Or a child's laugh
But drear and
Drear
And drear.
And the jars still
Scent in the night
The quiet night.
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