there was a sad day at punggol field
sad…
for death of reapless seeds whom sowing fails like life..
it’s roots are our feet.
yet..
the dark reap of deeds, lives swift blind and hype
even from gutters deep.
Still…
ignored and snubbed, to gloom life’s cause is dub.
As thus the gods art.
Lost.
Trust and the confiders and hands and the skies..
Is reason too denied.
Out.
the prayed, is how the hopeful feels played.
Is our house to faith
© apoet 12.29 am 30 may 2008
The cancer sufferers of our time, tell yet brave and sad real life stories. Of those who fought it side by side with god, and those who fought it by themselves, they all deserve our admiration and respect. For those who evetually survived and those whom did not. ..something that commonly an undesired end result is mostly foreseen. I am just sad today that these are facts. Not that I dun know but today I am reminded again. "there was a sad day at punggol field" is my cry on this. On this terrible heart breaking and life taking diease.
From 29 May 2008 (thu) to 01 Jun 2008 (sun)]
