Hear, Last Night, The Roaring Cavalcade Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Hear, Last Night, The Roaring Cavalcade

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Hear, last night the roaring cavalcade
Of revelers that people street and club
Party and elsewhere now sleep and doze
And their thoughts upon the other are
Deepening into profound austerity:
Cold is the night, but martyrdom waits.
Frosty is the night, but Fear lurks.
Behind the corner trembles the sweet Dawn

Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: night
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