So I submitted my site for April’s Poetry Month;
which means I write one poem a day.
But now here I am catching up like it’s
homework and there will be a serious can
of whoopass tomorrow if I don’t do my assignment.
I know that’s not what I’m supposed to feel,
but what do you expect from someone who’s
been conditioned by an
autocratic educational system?
I am on strike.
Because it’s Day 3 in Singapore.
I promise tomorrow will be a better poem.