Matthias Pantaleon Poems

As the wind blows toward to my homeland
my heart melt a thousand times
From afar I could hear the waves
whispering on the river bank
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Dear brother, sister, can you see the light
Or is it only darkness you can view
A wretched ship that sails into the night
With only ghosts aboard to serve as crew
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I think I can afford to keep a secret
Or two in the womb of my verses
You need not worry about their malice
Or the strength of their allies
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West have everything I need
Why go north and break a leg
When I can easily sow a seed
And reap a basket of nutmeg
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Can you hear yourself speak, my prince
Suddenly your tongue had buried its head
You sell your conscience for a miserable price
Maybe it’s for the right price, still, it’s unheard
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I speak of the truth most frankly
Like a nursing mother speaks of care
It beats my imagination most honestly
Why men tell lies or even dare
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Heaven bestowed upon thee good grace
A fortress to house your priced treasury
That you may strive with legendary pace
Your enemies will be sore with injury
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Nightfall - how much oil is left in the lantern
Hurry; let's strive for eternal light of peace
Else, we'll walk the night in the same pattern
As men who lack the pedigree to set a pace
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On the other side of the hill awaits vengeance
Men who strive tirelessly to multiply in iniquity
Will be squeezed and whip for such impudence
All the fortune we acquire amount to vanity
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We'll meet again, sometime in the future
I hope to see you grow more flesh on the cheek
We'll reminisce, discussing popular culture
I hope you find in abundant, the good you seek
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