Horoscope Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Horoscope

Its something you agrees
with those instance,

It so far away that you will wait,
until herlips would appear
and there would be in a kissing scene,

I who never found who she really is,
will find my wife,

I know ninety nine percent surety, ,
Where the other one percent should go,
as an individual directives,

So much sighing with this
great observer of life
and their horoscopic signs,

the evening bliss against
the cold impermanence of stars,

the warm lovers embracing inside,
outside the wilderness of this vast campsite,

It has been your father's options,
your mother as the best housekeeper,
Why this is the family,

It shall come and it will passed,
The man the woman and the child,
as this cohesive unit,

Before you were mistaken as
the other friends or the relatives,
at the funeral,