Relentless
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Slow yet relentless pass
month after month
hills, towns, cities,
countryside change
yet not the change
that Age wreaks in one man:
For me
Age has wrought change
bitter change
and stress and
works of adversaries
and tragedy upon
tragedy
injustice on justice
wrought
and
survive I by a thread
Attached to the navel
of pitying gods;
looked on and watched
furtively by
the eyes of shrouds and
ghosts;
and
in the realm of Morpheus
I calculate
that divine hands
above me have saved me
of late.
Prepared for the voyage I
That any time
a Voice from the vast heavens
will
call me unto its bosom and then
go.
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