Everyone thinks my life's very colorful and is a breeze
How many know what's it like when breeze whiff along on a cold winter
The snow flakes whiten the grounds and is refreshing
But, who will ever understand the wintry chill within? Alas
I use colors to brighten my dullest moments
I muster the loss strengths to project the facade
Bravery is but ... a face
Nothing collapses
I shall wriggle into retreat; hiding in the tiny hole that ostrich does
The fight ain't over until its over
活着就是一口气 人在事在 人亡事无
There is no hero after life ends; it's history
The Singapore today is a Merlion; a pretense
The promises of "for you, with you" is "you pay for whatever you wants"; expensively at times
Policies are written to restrict, contract and ringfence your rights, freedom and voice
*One-Man assembly must be very futuristic
*One needs to apply for permits (reads "permission") to protest or stage a view
*Intention to raise taxes are announced to let you "get used to it &/or be prepared"
*You have the freedom of speech but, after your speech, you may not be free
This is my country; the clean green sunny island that is forever the deepsea "port of call" linking East/West
The thinkers & politicians plot while the entrepreneurs plough and harvest
The managers manage while the working class works
There is equitable distribution and sharing and all's well
Come what may; days & nights come and goSufferings and happiness never lasts
When push comes to shove, the rich cannot live in a sea of poors
The tightening of freedom of expression will decimate creativity, initiatives & risk-taking
In the Kingdom of the Blind, the One-eye Jack is the King
The "frog in the well" world is the diameter of the well
Go forth and push the envelope
The world is as big as your mind
No body can take away your thoughts nor lock your dreams
Everything will be ok
Some day, life is a drag
Keep going; the winner is not necessarily the fittest, tallest, smartest
It's the one who is left standing after all had disappeared
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