Death A Glutto. Poem by SY Wong ...

Death A Glutto.



I summon death
just want a glimpse of it.
Death came readily without wearing
When I cook deep
Death was not weary
A glutto it was
It eats and eats
I took the sword, cut off its sting
Towards me it would not come near
no, it flees
Afraid of
a christian like me.

Friday, September 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: death,fear
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