Treasure Island


about the past again

my elder sister
when we were still studying
keeps the money
as i burn the candles
as offerings of my sacrifices

time knows who the victors
must be
her irresponsibility
shrinks her
into a figure that we
cannot respect

but for all these
we speak no word
we keep the feelings
retaliation is not us

for whatever happens
we must remain
under the house of our

Submitted: Monday, September 20, 2010
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