Where Do You Go This Night Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Where Do You Go This Night
Where do you go this night
This street
This masked singer
As I wanted?
Masked singer
Why desperate?
Why your mind bleak?
Why your mind flying?
Why towards the Edge
Why stop
Then - thinking
Hurrying the pace.
Your eyes cry not
No
Not even one tear
Save drops of blood, rare.
Why wretched so
This uncrowned Emperor?
Then - the Edge -
The Scream - the Fall.
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