I Saw, I Saw The Figures Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I saw
I saw the Figures
With the thin-slit eyes
I saw the Figures
Grey dark
Through the blue snows
Under the moon light
The dark azure skies:
I saw
I saw the Figures.
There was
An out of place scent
Of formalin
That we, we humans
in our hospitals
lock and scent.
There was a scent of
Flowers dreaming
In the Sub-Conscious lost
With heads all bending
As drunken humans:
There was a scent of
Humans
There was a heart as big
A heart that climbed mountains
Whose hands pointed
Chiefly to the peaks and
After scaled them:
These were the humans
These too were humans.