Life Bends Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Life bends, but we, we two
You and I on the roof-turret
feel the red dusk winds.
Zephyr winked at the
red dusk; let off the winds.
the stars became aggressive
from the very moment that
they were lighted
by Night in his regal car
to-night:
a little far away
under the look of those who
from their households
want
to look, a cemetery small
lies and the tombs and
graves and monuments
and phosphor lights and
glow-worms and shades that
pass here and there
restless as in life
a restlessness
transmitted from the generation
to the next and so on
and so on:
the trembling continues
and the angst