To The Anti Matter King Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

To TheAnti Matter King

It's to the death's swordsmen,
I am threatened
and finally surrender myself,

To the anti matter king,
I surrendered this original material,
vulnerability and the final bow,

Years after the flood,
the fights, the mosquito bites
and defending bouts with nature's fire,

Yearsin the final makings,
this daily battle environment,

Anti Life and
consummate destroyer,
all this screaming, shrieking,
and squirming humanity

If only this body is as sacrificial
lambs of nature,

If only returned
to it's mother
This almamater
of this clay's untenability,

In this final swordsplay, squeeze,
and striptease of this body's humility