Lost Forever Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Lost Forever

Lost forever andit will never return,
The steps you have taken,
Just as the ground loses a witness
My presence are just words and activities,
Not the knowledge of the flowers and the stone,

All will be gone,
The abyss to the light that Budhha had transcended,
In the book, the dead feats bares the corpses,
But what of this earth are these obliging phantoums conversing with our journeys to the grave,
Useless as yesterdays sentences,

The wind moves and howls but will not undestand.
The sun always rises and nothing is understood.

So man of the hour,
The hour of the speakers,
Exploding in defense for your rights and privileges,
The night listens or pauses only to the wind.

The skies are lit with anger,
Suddenly the storm howls withfury,
Great trees are toppled, the valleys innundated,
You least of all are just fates in their hands,

Manupulative commerce, gaved the seas, its ships,
The purpose to our worth,
The gold trinkets and the silvers,
All changes with the weather,
There is no knowlege or understanding upon these clouds.