Why am I so changeable? I change my face I change my place I change the state of my fate. Why such a mundane insignificant query? Ask me why the water is green The Sun so mean Time taking away my sheen. Ask me why the sky is blue Why won't you Why won't you stay true? Why, why, why you ask. Think. Maybe I don't want to be found I prefer darkness black and sound. Inward bound. July 12, 2020
Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm, the blogger, poet, and translator, was born in 1971 in Phu Nhuan, Saigon, Vietnam. The pharmacist currently lives and works in Western Sydney, Australia.
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