Frame

What's in a name
Beyond wild games?


Why come to terms
With naughty germs?


When can you come
To work odd sums?


Where is the gate
To greet strange fate?


Which way gains more
In weary gore?


How will I know
Truth that blooms show?


What's there to blame
In hollow frame?




Leon Enriquez
05 May 2016
Singapore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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