ALL THE WAY

When I dive deep, I run out of breath
Suppose I don't intend to return back
I might go all the way to the very end
Should I surface from the other side
You'll know my intent was not to hide.

UTTERANCE

"I've been eating myself", anyone can tell

Yet I keep on growing so long as I give birth

Each painting is a journey I'm delighted to take

I am prepared to go the distance, for art's sake.

CROCODILE TEAR

The pitiful grievances I sometime hear 

goes through one ear but doesn’t clear

gets stuck in the mind, therefore I fear

it may not come out from the other ear

less I wash it down with a crocodile tear.