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                                  When it is Time to Reflect

                When the sparkling shine of spring spreads on earth
                        It is time for flowers to take new birth,
                       For birds to hop gaily from branch to branch,
                         For green grasses to take on a new chance,
                            The ground to be gilt with a new carpet
                             And men on nature`s beauty to reflect.

                     When the summer sun sparks its shine on hills,
                         Casts its golden hues on neighbouring fields,
                               Slowly glides up along an azure sky,
                            Beckoning new hopes that ahead do lie,
                             It is time to reflect on coming days
                            And how in life to pursue on one`s way.

                      When whispers of wet autumn winds blow high,
                    Strip leaves from trees and whirl them in the sky
                     When grey hairs and deep wrinkles on the face
                            Steadily pursue our trail and our trace, 
                       It is time to tone down one`s daily strife
                              Set aside a while and reflect on life. 

                         When at long last comes the day for the poll,
                          It`s time and duty to the booth to stroll,
                             To reflect on the essence of one`s vote,
                           Ponder for one`s travel which ship to board,
                              Whether it will lead us to the right port
                                      Or dip us in the ocean to rot.

                               It`s the fitting time deeply to reflect
                                On sovereign goals set at the outset,
                           On targets that`ve already been achieved,
                           Whether proposals that are being weaved
                                   Lie in the realm of sure reality
                           Or embrace the laughing grounds of fancy.

                             It`s fitting time to reflect on which team 
                           Is truly aboveboard and meets one dream,
                               Arouses one`s confidence and esteem,
                      Along tempestuous gales and storms can stream
                                And lead the country to its destiny
                           Of peace, justice, progress and harmony.
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