Funereal Barge Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Barge
Funereal
Sounds
Funereal
Funereal
The
Mouth
Of
The
Port
All
Giant
All
Black
Draped
And
Round
And
Round
Echo
Cave
To
Cave
The
Giant
Sounds
The
Dream
As
A
Torero
On
The
Burning
Waters
Goes
Round
And
Round
In
The
Restless
Agony
Of
Fading
Round
And
Round
In
The
Restless
Agony
Of
Fading
The
Blueprint
Was
Executed
The
Old
Sire
Had
Laughed
‘No
It
Will
Not'
But
The
Heavens
Executed
Intervened
And
When
The
Heavens
In justice
Intervene
There's
No
Stopping
Their
Thunderbolts
Rolling
One
On
One
In
Supersonic
Raids
No,
No,
My Monsignor.