Give More Than Yourself Poem by Antonio Liao

Wasted hand can't hold
every grip
Of Spillage water, behold an open
Heart who capture every breath
than a Empty spirit that
whisper strength than losses
The Gordon knot

What more can an able
humane force Offer to someone
whom life have survive; the
Wind then blew the blooming
flower to hide
In the meadow of uncertainty

Thou the crops ripe
for harvest, yet the hands
Is empty to hold
the soaring waste of grain, come
Take the journey of lasting trip
and touch the Point
of withstand oblation of
your stay

Leave nothing than drops
of sweat of existence
For the future wait for
your presence...