Red Face
E
Emmanuel George Cefai
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Red face
Burning
Since the dusk
With its red faces
Escaped into my face
Withered
My blood its race
Along the veins:
And
Pined the more
I
With a higher pace
Scarlet
The face
Burning
Leaves and pages
Turning
The painful past
Coming
Right down
To the crucifixion and
The Calvary to today
At last
At last.
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