black as sweet coffee
when all teargas fogged, bruised
my cry of silent protest--
nothing blasphemy
amid the pool of vassals
sorrow's nailed as lone solace
path of logic no chase
a road by sun titan glistened
ruth of country palm hails for my
silver tongue. truth surge in air wide
open. again skylarks be harmonized
with madrigal rimed, not cannons' surprise
bullets haze my flesh virgin
tyrants' din turns to grin
my blood sets fire scarlet ablaze
radiant be oriental flowers with grace
land of pearls thee i shan't see
i live in my august reverie
and think of death
sweet as black coffee
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