Poor Moso Poem by Mysia Hayling

Oh what a lesson I've learned
so much wisdom I've discerned
What is money without wisdom?
How easy we take things for random.


Its been a year
yet I still shed a tear
A world so cold
stories of regrets to be told


My conscience is clear
Yet those who do wrong, must fear.
Moso you're gone but still here
your memories live on through others.


Moso, how you come so.
Still confuse my mind.
Can't leave that image behind.
It is a puzzle not yet solved
when will the truth surface
Are you in a resting place?
What happened to you was dread
how someone can lose their head
But we thank God it is
He who shares bread.






Dedicated to my father on the Anniversary of his passing.
Born 29th July,1945 to September 22nd,2013.
Buried October 16th,2013..Rest in peace. We miss you.