Sandy Morning Sun – Ibrahim Sarip : 5th Place Winner
The dust were kept in the keeper’s chest.
Afraid of the life of nobody’s wishes.
The sprinkles of the sand offer one’s hardship.
How dummy of the keeper’s mind- he hid.
December, the keeper not need to hide the sand.
For he seems to enjoy the freezing of his land.
The sand was frozen, a freedom to take.
In which makes life, boring and fake.
Timid the keeper, was as June went
in where dust of the frozen land,
has now cool off.
The keeper went down,
hid the sand another time around.
He mourns the day,
in which he’s in the ground…
Written By : Ibrahim Sarip, Philippines
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