BUANASENI

Demeanour of Fate

The wind goes around

Swiping and sweeping

The dirt and particles

Leaving behind nothing

Never to promise,

... nor to suggest

Any hint or suspicion

Of any sort one may hope

For there lies the ultimatum

That life shall diminish

Throwing away the plots

Into the eye of the storm

Into the darkness of sky

Into the void

You cannot avoid

Destroyed

By Jo Haq

30 March 2023

3:00 am

Bukit Jelutong