The Last Garrison Poem by Antonio Liao

the shadow
have cover me all the
rubble and soak
my brain in the dried land,
where can I cool myself
in the rainbow of dunes, as I leave
my trouble dream
to rest

trigger to jump
in the quest of the sand,
where my tears
call and shout for fear, let be
the end of my journey
welcome the paradise of hope
to breathe in the
Lilies of beauty and silent in
the grave

Sailor
my destiny and capture
my quest in the mountain of
Cedar In the valley of the living,
the eagerness
of thirst satisfied my Longing
to see you again in the dark ages
of time

tell me, my desire
has leave my self to end
the passion of
Zeal to rebuild again of once
it’s gone …..