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Present

Jan 6, 2023
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By Sylvia Leong


Tears roll down,

and colours of division soil her gown.

Family and friends grow astray

as the unity starts to decay.


Black or white,

fight for your rights.

Saffron or green,

Bigger grows the division scheme.


Days pass by

everything has a side.

Believe it or not,

sometimes humanity falls short.





People said behold the future

past failed to be a better tutor.

Bloodshed and tears,

everyone has a condescending sneer.


Minor or adult,

everyone follows the trending cult.

Love or hate,

Everything has to be showcased.


Here we are now,

Trying to save our vows.

To stay united

and to educate the misguided.

For we are the same species,

surviving the same disease.

So love and spread love

till the world sees two flying doves.


By Sylvia Leong




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