Shocked and shattered, we of tears and woe wept

To all corners – Humanity’s ruin

Into little pieces, away we’re swept

From hairline fractures rent to rubble strewn

Petty prejudice, greed, fear and doubt

Into our hearts estrangements bear heavy

Impending ruin to which we’re thrust

Asylum seekers from once an Eden

 Gathering up pieces our love did dare

Gluing back together the trust – golden

Restoring love global fitting to share

Offered up a bowl without flaws

That carried our future into hope’s maws.

Cheung-Ling Wong

Beauty in depths of soul

Aperture to the universe

Tuning out blurs of ugliness

Lifting the fog of ignorance

But, by love’s keenest eyes

Slithers of life delectable

Cut from its bladed focus.

Cheung-Ling Wong

Sing to me a second chance

Another dawn of reckoning

Facing the music of life

That I too will join its chorus

Welcoming its burgeoning day

Sing to me a second chance

That I may see pain a-new

And walk with it as a friend

As dusk had kneeled down in prayer

For another dawn of reckoning.

Cheung-Ling Wong

Rendered beyond recognition

Dissolving in slipstreams of change

Greatest empathy – cognition

Consciousness – never again the same

A grand whole new species of thought

Evolution and survival

For all love and sanity’s sake

It’s only natural selection

So please ponder

Deep and careful.

Cheung-Ling Wong

Cathedrals of light we raise

Lifting Man from his dust

Of power and wealth we praise

Yet how different are we to Babel?

Back to dirt and foundations

Humble Man, simple our needs

For my heart only need soar

And my mind to scintillate

A myriad candles to light

For none can soar higher

Than souls unencumbered.

Cheung-Ling Wong

For each new day

Morning’s light renewed

Its vows to life

For each new dawn

My heart renewed

Its vows of love

As each rainbow arch

A promise and oath

A marriage of colour

Consummation of light

Casting darkness aside

To its shadow and night

Kept in its place of shade

By love’s gleaming lustre.

Cheung-Ling Wong

You are spirit distilled

Essence of Heaven

Extract of wonder

Fragrance rich and rare

Wafting pass souls

Uplifting with your breath

That all may live

And hope again

Tell me dear stranger

What vision are you?

A mere frangipani dream?

Or could you impossibly be

Sublime grace of Man.

Cheung-Ling Wong

Unknowing beauty

Unseen ugliness

And explicit shame

…

Unknowing ugliness

Unseen our beauty

And freedom from blame

…

Flawless and gilded

Polished souls reflect

All of Mankind lame

…

Before perfection

Polished souls reflect

Love’s infinite plane.

Cheung-Ling Wong

I need no pride

To live my life

Or to goad and motivate

I have wonder

Awe and fascination

Honours sufficient

Bearing witness

Never shame

And thus attest

In place of pride

Wondrous worlds!

Amazing lives!

Awaiting my heart.

Cheung-Ling Wong

Little boy, little boy, born not of womb

But spawn begotten amidst bloody wound

You never grew to become man – so fine

But scar tissue on face of humankind.

Cheung-Ling Wong