Telok
Pulai Road
The
cycling back home
Along
the way to the port
The
row of houses
And
the empty field
In
the morning to school
The
row of shop houses seen
The
back lanes the people washed
Who
wanted to watch?
Life
then was free and easy
Who
talked about robberies?
The
back lanes the morning rose
Pedaling
to the bridge
The
clear unpolluted water
Fishes
could be seen
Sometimes
crocodiles emerged
The
weather was cool
The
traffic was easy flowing
Life
wasn't so complicated
In
school the division of groups
There
the lesson learned
The
rich kids and the poor
The
thumb noses and arrogance
Along
the way same feather flocked together
Life
in the teenaged years
It
was about dreams to reach the height
Education
was just a part to be practical
The
dreams were to get there
So
there it was
Hanging
around watching the time slipped by
The
no worries about tomorrow
Today
was the time to play
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