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Poem I


I live for tomorrow

For I cannot enjoy today

Within my deep sorrow

I now dare to say:


Life in its complexity

Is a pathless road

I in my tranquility

Problems burden my load.


I cannot endure, I confess

Speechless, I remain

Overladen in distress.

Helpless I try in vain.


Hope, I cannot see

Here or beyond

Even less of that in me

Of which I am not fond.


No laugh or cry

Come from me

Tearless I sigh

Come help me see.



Anne Ku, 1981