Lost To The Years Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Lost to the Years


Lost to the years were thenames of people i though i will never forget.

Mytomcat who was always perched on the top rung of the stair,

My dog in the house who slipped throught the back door

The house in the province which we/i thought would be ours,

The girlwho was especially pretty and kind to me and i though was the right girl for a wife.

The tune i though was a novelty and my sole ingenuity,

The stamp album i kept in an old drawer thirty years ago and someone stole it.

My nice guitar which i never learn to play.

My childhood which was abandon when we move to the city,

My handsome uncle who was more a father to me than mine was.

The awkward shyness which i use to be.

My innocence when i slept with a club girl.

Her photograp which i kept in my my wallet when my wife told me to throw it away.

The man i though i would become.
The father i though i could never be.

My whole saving in the bank which i though i could be kept forever

The faraway countries which i though i would visit someday will never be travelled by wishful thinking.

the hero i though i would be.
The singer i though i was.

Even my former self which became someone else.

And when i look at the stranger on the mirror,
Icouldnt recognize myself.

Theold city which was swallowed whole by an era of change.

The pleasant air to breathe was transformed tosmogs.

A ghost i thought i will never see on the mirror became my only friend.