I wrote this poem while studying and working in Singapore 1992.
A Blooming Flower
It has been a long time
Away from home.
Trying to make money.
Yet, I have not done.
Working all night long
Without a wink,
To meet hand to mouth,
Even don't have time to drink.
Is it worth to all?
I have put into investment;
Money, time and energy,
To stand to be a man?
An old man said “Those who have gone down
To the deepest valley will know,
The magnificent top
Of the mountain".
Whenever I feel messed up in my mind,
You beside me, showing the way,
And giving me strength.
I am again like a blooming flower in May.
It has been a long time
Away from home.
Trying to make money.
Yet, I have not done.
Working all night long
Without a wink,
To meet hand to mouth,
Even don't have time to drink.
Is it worth to all?
I have put into investment;
Money, time and energy,
To stand to be a man?
An old man said “Those who have gone down
To the deepest valley will know,
The magnificent top
Of the mountain".
Whenever I feel messed up in my mind,
You beside me, showing the way,
And giving me strength.
I am again like a blooming flower in May.
BaKoGi
January 11th, 1992
January 11th, 1992