Sonnet Inspired by Kyung Sook Shin’s “Please Look After Mom”

I’m alright, don’t you worry about me

A small phrase and yet I still did not see

What she’d meant and the inner agony

Of others’ burdens that you’d carried

These lurking shadows on your back, creeping

I am sorry mom, could you forgive me?

I should have known better, cared more for thee

Now you’re gone; and look what’s become of me


Yet, if you were me, you wouldn’t have grieved

You’d celebrate your life with ecstasy

And your mantra you’d say repeatedly

You’d be happy in the realms of J.C.

As for me, there’s one thing that I’d hoped to be

The girl you’re most proud of, just wait and see

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