CER (27th March 1990 / Singapore)

Book Of Life

Indeed it was a troubled mind,
Which came across a book divine,
A book written by each breath of life,
With each thought bad or nice.

Eyes tensely at work,
Reading each page word for word,
Tears start falling,
As memories begin pouring.

Every action done or undone,
Was reread by an angel's tongue,
No renewal of hope,
No regrets revoked.

At last was the punishment assigned,
To the troubled mind,
To death all death decline,
For all the deeds unkind!

Copyright © Christian Eliab Ratnam 2012

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