Her Departure Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Her Departure

It's a barred discussions,
the never written writ,

It's unwritten
small lives,
In discomfitingtimes,

The small campfires,
qualified as a big guessworks

The small confessions,
the conscience's tests,

Guilt becomes futile,
in these concrete walls,

knockinghearts,
to enter thetrusses
on the yesterday's streets,

Measly donations
for the freedom of the soul's,

enter St.Francis,
in his Kingdom of the heaven,
as a liftings
of a little finger to help,

a designer's tricks,
Involved bureaucracy,
and wiretapping,

Fucking little princesses,
with a big lie,
at the end of the day,