Summer's Epitaph Poem by Chester Maynes

He is the scorching June
When squirrels pay attention to the boon
And find their shades in the accolade
Of mortal prince and princesses
Amidst the darling renegade
Bangs an ideology of defeat
Death is a colossal feat
Where bones upon bones hurried
To each pit lower in the ground
How many souls cry?
To these circumstances of them
It is not a happy ending
When everything falls in the wounds
Departing in summer’s epitaph


(written on August 16,2011 Singapore)