Husky

My teacher he has a husky voice,
his speech unclear and hoarse.
Yet he's well loved by us boys,
for he's earnest in getting across.


He teaches us with all his heart,
rising above our noise,
His expert knowledge he does impart,
we love his husky voice.

20191006
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Husky

The Spiral of Life

Life leads us
step-by-step
down an endless flight of stairs.

A spiraling stairway
where we can only walk down,
and only look back
but never climb up again.

It's an unending descent
into the unknown
called the future.

We are compelled
to keep stepping forward,
going deeper into the spiral,
getting lost in our pursuits of life.

Always looking for a better future,
yet never certain if the steps ahead
will prove better than those we've left behind.

For we are all journeying into the unknown
along the spiral of life.

Submitted to
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25th/2019
On Sunday 20191006

Build

A house we build with timber and nails,
A ship is built with anchor and sails.

We build an aircraft to fly the skies,
but for friendship that never dies,

we do it with much sacrifice.

20191005
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Build

Freeze

It's more than fearsome
when you freeze
in the midst of writing out your piece

When an idea that had
unfolded so vividly,
is now met with words that cease.

It's a stall, it's a block,
it's everything you'd not like to meet,
For a freeze in your writing
makes you frozen in your seat.

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Freeze

Bait

Like a bone for a dog,
and a worm for a fish,
It's always something you like,
It's been always in your wish.

Now, it's there right before you,
in front of your very eyes.
It's within reach and waiting,
your desires it satisfies.

So you reach out for it,
and grab it with both hands,
"It's a prize", you thought,
"it can't be found in other lands"

Alas, you're undone, my helpless friend,
For ere have you taken hold of your prize,
than it has taken hold of your hand,
and from it you can never
ever be prised.

20191003
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Bait

Mindless

Like a horde of mindless beasts,
the rioters appeared,
rushing out of a street corner,
a situation everyone feared.

They surged towards the police line,
approaching officers holding shields,
armed with batons, tear-gas canisters,
all ready for battle to wield.

A mindless battle then ensued,
with rioters stoning the officers in view,
who replied with tear gas rounds and baton charge,
to drive them away, and to capture a few.

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Mindless

Ring

A ring on your finger
shows your commitment for life.
It goes around and around,
There's no end to its life.

He puts a ring on her finger
to take her into his life,
to care for, love and to cherish,
through hardship he must strive.

She puts a ring on his finger
to receive him into her life,
to belong to him, to be always by his side
and be called his very wife.

20191001
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Ring