The Light's Fading Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Light's Fading

In the final mileage you wander
between light and what
liferemembers,

faultymechanism of wrong answers,
wasted chance and bad misrepresentations,
Muddled on the brain's consternation,
and the optic nerves illusions,

Are the lives you've never been,
And the life that should be,

it makes perfect sense,
With Kobe Bryan and your deadsisters,
you're dead ancestors,

The highest levels ofplanning
they've given,
opening their eyes and
the haste in this short existence,

This enormous lie,
This enormous promise,
These enormous foes and challenge,
panicking on their wits, beyond words,
are the missing help,

felt on deft ears and the merrymakings
but now it's irrelevant and divergent,
You're bidding goodbyes,
to the fading of lights and you're incoming gloom,

Maybe it has always been these incompatibility,
and relevance,
This fragility to the body structure

Like these illustrious names
and those boisterouspersonalities,
wining and making love as much storage,

While now it is the departure time,
and where could that be,
somewhere is here but what does it hold,

In the callings atthe final truce
and dealings with theall mighty emperor,
His many alteregos and alfa deceptions

always held in this sanguine blood in high respect,
to strived for this unparalleled distinction,
In this ordinariness,

Then it was precious life,
like the plunging light of a meteor,

You're a light, a fight
and a fugitive in this old body torture,

the dash and the chase,
susceptible to faults and consummation,
Where this stands means,
This life and my many pseudonyms
of dead ancestors and the many distortions,
The wisdom to know there's probably none.