Substitute Poem by Chan Mongol

SUBSTITUTE
By Chan Mongol


SUBSTITUTE
By Chan Mongol



Her true love knocked at my door;

I question myself, why did I ignore?

The true love I ever have had was dispensed from her;

She was remarkable, loyal, dedicated and very sincere!

I was little chubby and she called me fat sweetie;

I miss her smily face with much love and energy!

The angel wanted to give me the chance;

To rise up, to explore and to advance!

I saw her off in Toronto for her greyhound ride;

I broke to tears even, my heart severly cried!

There was no substitute for her ever;

Alas! She is with another and I am too far!

I wanted to come near to her, after;

But I saw a punk with her, taking the elevator!

Perhaps I misunderstood her and she did me;

She doesn't look back but I I read my memory!

She been living with substitute in her shore;

I am so stunned, living so alone and so poor!

The Blor street Greyhound bus terminal of Toronto;

It was in 1998, I was left behind but she had to go!

It's been over two decades, so many years;

May God bless her and I pray for her with my tears!