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MERLION CITY 5

OUR CONVERSATION: 
DEAR SINGAPORE


Change follows heart and we must face harsh facts
Our conversation exposes real pains
We the people must forge our fate with tact


Understand the scenario to dare act
Look deeper still to work on ideas plain
Change follows heart and we must face harsh facts


Focus common agenda and enact
Walk a steady path to manage new gains
We the people must forge our fate with tact


We live with risk and earn what we attract
Struggle with issues, concerns and constraints
Change follows heart and we must face harsh facts


Conspire with purpose, spirit, trust and act
Seek opportunities to beat disdain
We the people must forge our fate with tact


To forge consensus is to live fond pact
Assurance comes from results we attain
Change follows heart and we must face harsh facts
We the people must forge our fate with tact


Leon Enriquez
16 Mar 2014
Singapore


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At the Ripples of the Sun's Rays, I Stare

At the ripples of the Sun’s rays, I stare.
In water, I fight to rise, but I sink;
Sinking and crying for a breath of air.
 
Above me, on the shore, they do not care
That I have fallen over the blue brink
At the ripples of the Sun’s rays. I stare.
 
They will live more than me, since they are there
With more than enough breath. I cannot think
Sinking and crying for a breath of air.
 
The current pulls me away from my share
Of life, which above, the indulgents drink.
At the ripples of the Sun’s rays, I stare.
 
The growing pressure is hard to bear,
As I watch their images slowly shrink,
Sinking and crying for a breath of air.
 
I push to live, as they do. It’s not fair
That I drown in these debts of which I sink;
At the ripples of the Sun’s rays, I stare,
Sinking and crying for a breath of air.