“I’m sad,” one says, But no one can help,
As all the people attest.
My place mislays its space, It’s temporary tight,
As all the walls grow closer.
“What is it?” Two say, to understand their plight,
As every breath gets heavier.
“Wake, Wake, Wake, Friends,”
As every thought, unhealthier.
Together, we will triumph, The voice of three is thundering,
And all the people onlook
The spectacle of resistance, To song and dance the suffering,
And all people attest.
As the years and times
will change this bustling city,
once almost invisible to Heaven itself:
we'll remember it as it took the face of death,
giving each other comfort and asking why
anyone would hate so much this nation
to demolish what took years to build with devotion.
Our presence will greatly attest
and send a message so strong and sound
that their ears will not miss;
angels still hover over this sacred place
and stare at it with melancholic faces
to please God with all their will...
they have seen our grief, they know too well
that our sorrow can't be measured.
And the seasons with their days will slip away,
only that memory will remain timeless;
still hear the faint voices of family and friends
wailing in the thick smoke and burning flames,
and as helpless as they are, they continue to pray...
trusting in us and in their Guardian Angels.
Our presence will greatly attest
that we stay firm in our commitment;
another infamy such as this will not be repeated:
we lost too much to be discouraged and intimidated.
This is my personal poem
about
The endless thing's i can
live and go without
And the 4 simple thing's
i can not survive without
I could live without these
Money
Phone
Computer
Car
Roof
Bed
Anything designer
Beauty products
Diamonds
Gold
Kitchen appliances
Television
Audio equipment
Sport's equipment
Camera equipment
Work
School
Building tool's
And the list goes on is positively
being updated daily with new
inventions and gadgets
But tell me anyone who can
survive and live without these
4 simple thing's
That are often overlooked and
are treated with little value
and contempt
1) Love of family
2) Water to drink
3) Food to eat
4) Air to breath
5th Amendment
Maybe perhaps a family pet
Preferably a Dog
A human's best friend
Wander with wonder
Pickle prime ponder
Wear wit most profound
Seek that higher ground
Fear hides bliss in blame
Things are not the same
Complex chords bind each
Reap poise to dare reach
Language comes to show
An uneven flow
Words in awkward blend
Caffeine-high descend
Attest to pain strains
Bear grudge in refrain
Round and round we move
Needles jerk old grooves
In our loss we find
Attempt that odd grind
Leon Enriquez
04 April 2017
Singapore
As the years and times will change this bustling city,
once almost invisible from Heaven itself,
we'll remember it as it took on the face of death:
giving each other comfort and asking why
would anyone hate so much this nation...
to demolish what took years to build with devotion!
Our presence will greatly attest,
and send a message so strong and sound
that their ears will not miss;
angels still fly over that sacred place,
and watch it with their smiling faces...
to please God with all their will,
because they know too well
that our sorrows can't be measured!
As the seasons and the days slip away,
only that memory remains timeless:
faint voiced of family and friends
wailing in the thick smoke and burning flames,
and as helpless as they are, where they pray,
they think of us as their Guardian Angels!
Our presence will greatly attest,
but nobody can ever sway us from our achievement:
a tragedy such as this, will not be repeated...
we lost too much to be intimidated!
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