The road before me is long

The road before me is long

But I know I must be strong

At times, my anger may consume me

But I must never let it control me

I will learn to open my mind

And see that everything will be fine

Anything is possible with love

Coupled with guidance from above

Although the wound has healed,

The scars remained

Reminding me of my past mistakes

Of which I will no longer partake

The road before me may be long

But I know that I can do no wrong.

Departure

She looked down at him in her grey misty eyes
and let out a soft sigh
"I remembered the first time you came,
but now you are no longer the same,
I fed you and gave you so much,
it was only your heart that i longed to touch.
Why must you leave me now,
shouldn't you be reaping the seeds you sow?"

The man looked up to her and sobbed,
"Don't you know that i feel robbed?
Can't you see how much i loved you,
i did so much for you.
Despite all this, only one thing stands true,
It is not I who have changed,
but you." 

Teacher, You is strange

Just what is it about teachers
That makes them such strange creatures?
Why do they come to school early when others are still in bed,
And leave the office awfully late?
Why do they spend so much time worrying about results
When deep down they know it’s not their fault?
Why do they keep their emotions in check,
When dealing with rude parents who don’t give a heck?

Why do they never seem to give up on their weakest pupils?
How do they remain cheerful, even if their day was terrible?
Just what is it about our teachers,
That makes them such mysterious creatures?

Well, my friends, I can only think of one reason
To be a Teacher, you must have PASSION.

An Indian living in Malaysia

Why do you call me a squatter in this land?
I was born here just like you, a free man
No doubt, my ancestors came from India
But didn’t yours come from Indonesia?

The best years of my life were when I was a child
Me and you, we used to run wild
Playing all those wonderful games
How I wish things could be the same!

Then both of us went to school to study
Even though you did not need to spend any money
You had all the privileges due to your colour
Whereas people like me had to suffer

Unfair quotas and stupid restrictions
All based on race and religion
We had to do things the hard way
Whereas you had a lot of help along the way

It didn’t matter to any of us anyway
We were used to being discriminated and brushed away
Even though I look different from you
Does it really mean that I am a lesser Malaysian than you?