A Brief Story
By; Semenarian. Ricky Boy Sernal
Just keep for a moment and think for a while,
Reminscing the memories that never fly.
A cry of the past which I’ve learned to fly,
All were the lessons for the future should better not to try.
Days, weeks, months, and years have gone,
I dwell in a place where to share no one.
A life of misery with a heavy burder to tell none,
A brief story of mine that made me always frown.
Not, thin, so thick and healthy man,
Never been a hindrance not to make you fun.
Born to make difference as a jolly one,
Now, living as identity of a good semenarian.
To avoid sin and surrender life to christ,
Make me aspire to live that I always cry.
Even to measure the lenghts, width and its heights,
No one could tell how my heart burns like the flame of a fire.
A short memory that tells life grows how,
A brief story of mine. That I’ve treasured up now,
A reminder to all that one should bow,
A sign of humilty and respect like a noble king with a precious crown.
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