john tiong chunghoo Poems

time is a seed
that is blooming
into the universe
that is blooming
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my friend prayed five times a day
but did not really love his work
day in and day out he tried to avoid
what he was supposed to do
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the heaven of some religions is grey
it is forboding and spells misfortune
some religions do not work because
the virtue of forgiveness is left out
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does he have magic in him?
does he wear an african charm?
an african amulet from Kenya?
the first black elected to be
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saguaros loom high into the sky
spikes and spears
for survival
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i am time, i run
on people's feet
on their wrists
needles on the wall
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Tabacón Hot Springs
the tourists pour out their warmth
to each other
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a mood swing? an interval?
a pause in the mind? of the mind?
a single entity that plays out its evolution game
1.4 million years in all within a second of this
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