Time
Time slips away
Briskly and fast,
Change comes to slay
On time at last.
Touch feels forlorn
Ooze of sad tears,
Dusk forfeits morn
Borne by mad fears.
Change kills old joy
As brisk strokes fall,
Fate cancels ploy
To flush yet all.
Note end season
Where age plays tag,
No good reason
Can halt last lag.
Time for time here
To swallow slack,
Massive the fear
That follows lack.
Leon Enriquez
27 September 2018
Singapore
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