john tiong chunghoo

Bronze Star - 2,726 Points (Jan 21,1960 / Sibu, Sarawak, Borneo East Malaysia)

Time... - Poem by john tiong chunghoo

into me
like a screw
inching into me
a trail of frayed edges
as it teaches me
to value him
like the tickler
mother has used
that leave behind
wam memories
drill, drill, drill
drill into me
with your magic
giving me
your magic
in the form of
mother, brother, sister,
friend, heroes and heroines
as i try to keep up
with your adventure
both in and out
time runs, runs, runs
never waits for me
even when i'm
six feet underground

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 26, 2005

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 1, 2010

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