Grace Tan - Prospect to live

Grasping hold to the loose threads
You flutter, flung around by torrential winds.

To Live;
Cling on tight on the last plank that hovers
Next to the waves,
Strain to hear the music of life play on above the blast of the drums.
Take hold,
Of your life
And create your moments
Just like the bird scours for twigs to make its nest,
You search for the heartbeat
Momentous for each,
His own.

Life as a subject
Is never easy to score in.
For till death takes our last breath,
Our verdict still wavers—An unsure compass
With two Norths fighting to domain.
One fight
With you as both the referee and the players;
A prospect, game, Life.

Grace Tan
10th Feb ‘07

Grace Tan

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