The Unloved Corpse Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Unloved Corpse

WhenI speak of love,
I could not speak of dirge

Hope was a floating songs
in the sky,
Unknown by touch,

As hope will be
always my continuing story,
as the pain in writing,

The lachrymose spirits
is proposing that I should go,

How can war
be substituted as peace
When you enter
the immunityof fear,

If corpses are lying
on the labyrinths,

shadow entrenches
of the forgotten,

Tonight with
these threats of doom,
I will sleep with my thanatophobia,

Cognizant with
the many dead corpses on the street,
Cognizant that
life deprived is love denied,

Cognizant if loveless corpse
had multi followers,
It must be brain dead.