Roofs Of The Heavens Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Roofs Of The Heavens



The
Roofs
Of
The
Heavens
Are
In
My
Brain
There
Be
The
Target
Said
The
Scientist:
He
Stretched
His
Hand
he
strove
and
strove
this
Scientist
This
Human
And
Higher
Went
And
Higher
Went
And
Always
Higher
Yet
Never
Touched
The
Roof
Of
The
Heavens
That
Faster
Up
Than
Him
Moved
Yet
Smiled
The
Scientist
And
Evolution
Smiled with him

Monday, June 23, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: heaven
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