09/27/2025
Just a random poem made for my IS230 course 🙌
We see the gates and lines;
Which were drawn by flames.
If we are to pass
We have to pay.
There’s nothing set out
A Fortune or a Life
We may never blame.
With a stick of BAMBOO
And a RIFFLE;
You may become one too.
There’s a peace
Beyond the river
Where flotilla sails.
Pauk-