Pandemonia

There comes a time when death greets life, Embrace this rhyme to forfeit strife, Death swings new chimes to fling new jive. So many years have brought new cares, The dead my dear live a new flair, Attend woes here in sad affairs. My father's gone away to rest, My mother yawned to face death's zest, Another morn to live our best. July sparks notes of fond embrace, November totes a rainy face, March has a vote to hurl hot trace. In between times of abrupt change, The awkward rhymes can sound so strange, Sad dirge seek mime in vocal range. July speaks well for I find spring, June once did spell a sad ending, November tells a stormy fling. Alas! What's lost cannot be found, Time wears a cost in moving grounds, To win the toss, swirl round and round. Move with the times that run away, Spill cheery rhymes before sad sway, Soon fading chimes must stop to slay. The moments here upon stray winds, Live precious spheres, notes in-between, Then leave sans fear the course unseen. Conceive your wits in tints and shades, Believe each bit what feelings trade, Achieve fond fit that zest now grades. Charm wears a poise that speaks so light, Cheer knows a voice as esteem sights, Play makes a choice in sensuous flight. Be unafraid, wear euphoria, See beyond dread, pandemonia, Let joy now braid sure hysteria. No matter how the world instructs, Calm truth endows what change constructs, Right here and now, all things destruct. Go on your way to live your best, Give all to play in steadfast quest, And then someday, death holds the rest. Look for your joy that hides quite sad, Be kind with ploys that some deem mad, Play with fond toys that make you glad. Yes do your best to question each, For fate binds quest to stretch your reach, For time must test to offer peach. Leon Enriquez 18 November 2014 Singapore