O LORD, make me know my end
and what is the measure of my days;
let me know how fleeting I am!
Behold you have made my days a few handbreaths,
And my lifetime is as nothing before you.
Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath!
Surely a man goes about as a shadow!
Surely for nothing they are in turmoil;
Man [...]
Archive for September, 2005
make me know my end.
Posted in Musings on September 27, 2005 | 7 Comments »
On the Couch
Posted in Musings on September 21, 2005 | 5 Comments »
I’m not sure why it affected me so much.
Well, maybe I do. But walking into the house after coming home from school, and greeted by the sight of my father reposing on the couch, flipping channel after channel, filled with me a sense of disgust and indignation.
This thought reverberated in my mind:
If death was [...]
Of Football, Fragility and Self
Posted in Musings on September 11, 2005 | 4 Comments »
Frankly, i’m feeling a little infuriated now.
i can accept Arsenal losing, i know we can’t be invincible all the time.
What i can’t accept is being profligate and over-elaborate and then laying down meekly without putting up a fight.
There’s a certain frailty about the football club i so love and i fear that’s part of the [...]
For Ah Gong
Posted in Poetry on September 9, 2005 | 4 Comments »
Will tears be shed
As I lie upon the white satin sea?
Will remembrance be kept
When words obscure memory?
Will my days be coloured
In hues fond and gay?
Will regret and shame
Bleed them to grey?
Who will whisper softly
Love resonant with my name?
Whose heart will ache
For one touch of my mortal frame?
It’s strange
Only in our passing
That we can truly ever [...]
Awkward
Posted in Poetry on September 7, 2005 | 2 Comments »
it was.
how we stood about,
staring blankly, away
into seeming space
a world apart.
it should not be but
it was.
