A hole in my heart
The past threads through
The past’s not dead
It’s living here too
I am who I am
And I am who I was
Nothing will last
And nothing is lost
Paying for comfort
With fear and regrets
Today is a loan
That tomorrow collects
A hole in my heart
My mind looks through
I’m not alone
You’re living here too
Water does not follow our dictate. The ocean stills and storms When it will, Rises and rains, Falls on fields Untilled or no. Life grows on without us. It is not fertiliser That gives life to wheat, N
I see you old, Your boy on your knee, Watching him grow like the orange trees. I see you climbing a mountain into a sky Blue like childish eyes, A breath against the wind, A dream that will not die, S
Who were they? They are nothing, now. What is memory? Fragments of time, name, place; Heirlooms from That strange country: 1. My grandfather (Ah Kong)'s watch, [Awarded to Datuk Kam U Tee on the occas