All In The Night. Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

All In The Night.

All in the night.

Empty the vast Hall rebounds
Each every sound.


Dusk comes.

Its red is a somber shade.

I start with every pace.

Before Nights deeps I go.

For then the Hall is but a Tomb
A grave for Shades and Shrouds.

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