john tiong chunghoo Poems

a historic queen used to flip through
my little hands - little square,
round coppers, round nickels
blue and green notes
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feels like lonely chilly autumn
leaves thrown asunder
ruffling the calm of lake
falling, scattering
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the brain floats in
so many realms

it is the screw
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world made to conform
to human wants
concentration camps
ducks, chickens and cows
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some you find their every move
motivated by economic reasons
some you find them leaving behind
things for people to love them
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dont go far off stay close
stay where you have always been
like the sun, for eons, never disappointing
sending its light and cheers
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still standing tall
to inspire -
Ho Chih Minh
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Great Smoky Mountains
Winding down the path too
a colourful salamander
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Alzheimer's disease
how great if we can also
forget to die
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