Light
Lines of stern stuff strike troubling pain,
Intent works well in harsh reveal;
Glimpse sure enough such sapping strains,
Hidden thoughts tell how conflict feels;
Taste thus dark times where problems toast.
Give your heart room to live brave tact,
Rouse up bold rhymes to face the roast;
Allow deep gloom to spur great act,
Note how you feel when pain attacks.
Dream and move dance to sync with grace,
Live above will and dare meet slack;
Opt to steer chance as soul sculpts face,
Voice knows clear poise with touch profound,
Embrace pure choice as success grounds.
Leon Enriquez
15 February 2017
Singapore
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