Thursday, July 03, 2008

a private affair turns ugly




A private affair
Turning ugly to the public
All because of money
Pampering life luxuries

When Ah Longs come a calling
Debts must be paid else bodily harm ensured
Bargains and delayed judgements
They let you go when you can offer collateral

You escape into hiding
Let others do the talking
You need your little space
Thinking what you have got into

The parade of beauty
You taste it, smell its mint conditions
You never want to forget
Do anything to get your hands on it

So a private affair
It turns into political garbage
Every one you rub shoulder with
They try to deny your existence

Ah Longs come a calling
You run to the police to make your confession
Detailing what you did true or false
You have to do a favor
Ah Longs won’t otherwise

You disappear
Until the coast is clear
When the heat is in sleeping mode
You try to start anew
Of life and its benefits

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