Now Horror Looks Me In The Face Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Now Horror Looks Me In The Face



Now Horror looks me in the face
My grim and emaciated face
Where is the proud Poet Seer?

Demoralized and humbled
I to sing try and fall
Till a verse falls from heaven.

And it be the Muse that comes
A little light, a dim little night
O! in this horror-laden night!

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