Lamentable Success Poem by Antonio Liao

the world had just close the sky, the hour comes to late
where the innocent of the heart cried for fear of fading to
to face the untouchable eye, who stare without seeing
of what the soul survive

the ghetto of spark silent the hatred of flame, where the
Abbey's of hell, is patiently waiting to explode the wonder
of joy, move to go, to a pointless direction of the spirited
heart of mess

limit comes in a very splendid art, sudden stop by a
marvelous envy of a wondering sting of changing value of
men gain, forward a humble soul to achieve what thy heart
clings, settle where you find wisdom and show your
understanding desire to live

lament your call, stay as the world resist, let the passion say
that everything comes in every unexpected way, as the angels
always proclaim that you have a special home in God's return,
the best is now what you give and the last He will receive

humble yourself and be honest, even other can't, while
other wouldn’t and some didn't...... just be true to yourself
for the Lord thy God feel so glad