john tiong chunghoo Poems

the boy is all grown up
rich, a tycoon in fact
but occasionally
touching expressions
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a tempest
the day
we parted ways
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she signs herself in
and out of the sky
a vast domain she
has with her kins
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we were
brothers and sisters
even before we were born
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when my writing
greets your mind
like a waterfall
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is god proving a point
or giving himself away
to realm beyond realm?
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let those few mistakes be
this all-technical age
those are the only signs
that there is a human being
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the day we lay to rest
our beloved slave
with our know how
and free him once
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i like the white screen
i like the white paper
because they ask such
a simple task from me
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aunty's watch was worth more
than a thousand battery driven watches

it afforded us the golden moment
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