Epitaph

Death comes
End sums
Last psalm


Feel grief
Pain sifts
Be brief


Pain ends
Old trends
Bye friend


Purge dirt
Clay mirth
New birth


Time stops
Space mops
Tear drops


Last gate
Same fate
Too late


Glimpse light
Soul sight
Good night


No tense
No sense
Suspend




Leon Enriquez
24 August 2016
Singapore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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