Year's Confession Poem by Meyene Cletus

Fishing the whole sea to catch a dish,
Dishing Christmas jewelry to end the year,
Year swings by to feel my scent,
Scenting vanilla on the last day drowns my fear,
Fear for death keeps me praying,
Praying my strength out makes me living,
Living in sin stains my life dirty,
Dirty heart game crown's me a looser,
Loser's pill sucks, finally making a new year resolution,
Resolution grants makes the new year a bliss,
Blissful memories still beautifies my dream even when fishing.