5th May 2009
There was an accident, on one rainy day
A truck travelling along the expressway
The driver lost control of the wheel,
And his truck hit a car on the rear
Bang! Wham! The truck overturned with its load
Spilling all its content onto the road
The cargo of eggs splattered everywhere
Much to the driver's anguish and despair
Soon, a huge jam occurred
Some people were injured
Some shouted, some assisted
Some annoyed, some frustrated
Some stopped their cars along the shoulders
Some sounded their horns to warn others
The police came to restore order
Ambulance rushed the hurts to the hospital
What if the items in the truck
Were live chickens or ducks?
What if the truck carried pigs?
It would be a massive headache
What if I were the truck driver?
It would give me a chilling shiver
Wonder how I would live that day
Wonder if it would help if I'd prayed?
A poem embodies short condensed wisdom that speaks to our whole being. Poem is the outcome of the Prompting of our spirit, the Outpouring of our soul, the Echoes of our heart and the Memories of our mind. What we see, hear, feel and reflect upon can be translated into poems that can inspire those who read them.
Do Not Copy
- Wilson Lau
- Singapore
- These poems are original, inspired. Please do not copy without the prior permission of the author.
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Friday, November 13, 2009
An Exciting Day - by Katriel Loh
28th June 2009
Today, today ever so excited,
Waiting forever to get to it
Where to? You ask
The badminton court of course!
Shuttles flying up, shuttles flying down
Shuttles flying everywhere
and always on the ground
Oops! There goes another flying shuttle
Where has it gone? You ask
On my mother's head of course!
Baby, baby in the court
What is he doing in the court? You ask
Just a little figure on all fours
Chasing every shuttle that lands on the floor,
When he gets his hands on one,
Sucking it like a pacifier with much fun
Today, today ever so excited,
Waiting forever to get to it
Where to? You ask
The badminton court of course!
Shuttles flying up, shuttles flying down
Shuttles flying everywhere
and always on the ground
Oops! There goes another flying shuttle
Where has it gone? You ask
On my mother's head of course!
Baby, baby in the court
What is he doing in the court? You ask
Just a little figure on all fours
Chasing every shuttle that lands on the floor,
When he gets his hands on one,
Sucking it like a pacifier with much fun
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