Society
We ask of quest to be the best
Yet where is zest as failure tests?
We own sweet dreams with happy yoke
Yet in dry streams watch tease provoke.
We think grand plans as if we can
Yet in brief scan die to odd trends.
We wander far with door ajar
Yet miss the stars that glow on par.
We think we think of touch that links
Yet verge and brink show how we sink.
We do our best to flavour zest
Yet in our jest truth works clear fest.
Leon Enriquez
26 November 2017
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2017
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