Self Contained Ballads Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Self Contained Ballads

As the songs and the ages proclaimed my world,
all of different titles tribes and orbits,

As the sun's gravitational axis, contain these self monologues,
Self containedballads self island poet,

There were those incendiary voices raging in skies for controversy hate and haste for distructions, religions and atheism,
The years of the exiles never abated.

Those emptiness around us everywhere,
There are those like myself, that hide themselves avoiding battles and avoiding commitments,

They were all numeristically superior enemies for all of us to handle,
That overwhelms sane minds and disloged purity.
Everywhere we were under attack,
Under stress and watched as every fallen corpses, colapsed,