Tuesday, September 13, 2016

A Night With Tomahawk


Of nowhere, of no when
Came a leader with a vision
He was destined to create
And create he did…a nation
He seeks
He leads
He illuminates
He ‘obeys’
He listens
He ‘deceives’
He straighten things that need to be straighten
He defends when the world oppress
As the curtain fall
I gave my last bow
My last salutation
To the man who gave my country land the recognition she deserves

My last poetry…this was for the PM at that point of time…Tun M.

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