Meme
a lamp that kept in the darkness of the past, live
in the shadow of death, may this parody of life be
not the greatest ensemble of what is reality the
world believe
lampooned made of sharp dagger hole in the
deepest chamber of our society lambasted the
essence of what is truth have come to dug in the
outmost paragon of the heart
shaken and rattles, the icon of genuine hope out
tune the hymn that praise the hilarious orchestra
of sacredness of belief; where the sleeping pure
heart smashes the epitome of what is salvation in
human form
dare the pumping palpitation of the pulse the siren
of life wake the turmoil of sadness of time, hinted
to peep the endless fire of hell, where gnashing of
eye and teeth shower the splendid bubble of agony
rouse from sleep my soul, spread like galluthen of
blade of the spirit and take off the scene of
repentance, nay joy for the mouth of downfall into
the wildfire of tweet
ruin not my being; I am home dear soul ……
poem by Antonio Liao
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