Emmanuel George Cefai
What Remains To Immortality - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
We are on the road – see the City of
In the night dark and cold and frost
How glimmers it!
The City of Immortality be not far
We had not reach this far, my friends,
For years I guided, I proposed,
Now that we are near a strange numbing
Pity that we who proposed who led will
Not be those who enter the City.
Let it be so, others will enter glorious
Into the City!
The gates of the City barriers shine
But wait their opening!
And Death dark-veiled in face
Hides stealthy a corner behind
The ramparts of the City.
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