Knavish Tricks Abound Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The knavish tricks abound
They too
Are the fruit of the
Brain
But then fruit also of the
Brain
Are what counters the knavish tricks
And wins then….
The knavish tricks
Hear! The waters still abound
The waterfalls still fall down
The cascades light
Multi-hued and brown
Come stormy wind that churns
The waves to coast three storey
High
And more.
Come! Come! Come!
The Poet Seer in his small attic
Moved
As the song bird in his
Cage
And he was happy…….