john tiong chunghoo Poems

free will? the god gives me
all these senses
to get to know his world
only letting me see
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they sleep
in so many
different ways
each direction
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New York State
every winter brings out
the skier in him
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a saffron
shrouded sun
the buddha
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the world
like the football field
is not for one
to say one is best
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butterfly
never a noise over
its own beauty
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bamboo grove
row and row of
uprightness
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Langston Hughes
every verse peeling
the skin of discrimination
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on the slippery back
of your remains
we roam the world
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i say friend, look at the malay face
look at as many as possible
a wave of emotions
spilling from the mountains
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