<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>That Mysterious Waves Of Pain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">christmas day<br>i saw the boy<br>the white boy<br>skiny, thiny thing<br>who could only be<br>two scores of age<br>smiling so <br>innocently in phuket<br>the elders surrounding him<br>cajoling<br>i saw a little boy<br>black plump little thing<br>barely two, i guess <br>almost nude, running<br>carefree, near the sea<br>close to the waves<br>and into the waves<br>looking, discovering<br>danger, no, <br>a thousand miles away<br>i saw a grandad<br>jumped a few steps<br>as he ran <br>a little girl<br>trailing behind<br>did the same<br>a breeze <br>chilled us<br>refreshed us<br>in the splendour <br>of the setting sun<br>the rays that dilated<br>our pupils<br>so that everything<br>became so dreamy<br>in that already<br>paradisical setting<br>i saw a mother<br>her satiated self<br>sitting on a towel<br>her dreamed holiday came true<br>surrounded by teenagers<br>oh! that warm smile<br>of love from a mother! <br>i cried over life <br>transience too <br>over mother! <br>i saw the white men<br>executives of <br>some conglormerates<br>stressing out <br>a mishmash of tired nerves<br>pampered by the sea<br>the cool wind, <br>the sand, <br>the Thai women, <br>their reassuring <br>and status <br>confirming <br>touches and beer<br>the patong beach<br>christmas day dusk<br>endless waves of joy<br>swept through the souls<br>the hundreds of foreign souls</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the white boy, <br>the skiny thiny thing<br>the boy i turned back <br>to take so many looks<br>the young child<br>playing by himself<br>near the harmless mass of water<br>and so many others<br>their last holiday? <br>the wave of joy now<br>overtaken by waves <br>waves, tsunami scale grief<br>the waves, the relentless waves<br>that roared <br>kill, kill, kill<br>all over the Indian Ocean<br>Oh! that skiny little white thing<br>with that lovely smile<br>those mysterious successive waves <br>of pain that sweep through me<br>did god take him too?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Tiong+Chunghoo">John Tiong Chunghoo</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424058" data-title="That Mysterious Waves Of Pain de John Tiong Chunghoo" data-description="christmas day i saw the boy the white boy skiny, thiny thing who could only be two scores of age smiling so innocently in phuket the elders surrounding him cajoling i saw a little boy black plump little thing barely two, i guess almost nude, run..."></div> </div> </div>

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