Enroute
Glimpse in slow time the final stay;
Rest funds the way of stillness now;
Ink in sure rhyme this fateful day;
Entreat last rays to keep somehow;
Voice of the tribe of mixed races;
Incite the spark of finesse here;
Norms now describe solemn faces;
Grief spreads a mark of esteem dear.
Note the sad voice that feels great loss;
Align the heart to feel the truth;
Touch firms a poise in hurl and toss;
Inflame fond start in factual proof;
Opt kind appeal when grief forfeits;
Notice goodwill that moves discrete.
Leon a Enriquez
29 March 2015
Singapore
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