Of Great Surrender And Dismay Poem by Antonio Liao

time trade me apart, leave me
dismay, yet
cautious hurried my pain of worth
than a seabed
of coral stone that hide in
the drifted
shore
my side looted my home as it's
abandon my grief
nothing than a clings of my songs
stay in every child tongue
for the breeze
hear me off, oh! dear Heart
neither
the echo of the past hurdle my future
for even
the wind brings me
hope to where my breath depart
push the little
pin for
a while to taste the coming
flame I surrender