Poem By john tiong chunghoo

A house
A boy
A book
Forces of
Kinds pervade
Of a man's memory of
His struggles for his only residence
Of a mother's impassioned love
For her only son
Of an intellectual soul's
Endless puzzles over esoteric theories
Raised in a book
Forces of all kinds hover over everything
Forces from the multi-faceted human minds
That colour our visions of the world
A world of thoughts and passions
That play with our all our senses

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