kampong tengah 30

In those early years
Lives were easy food was cheap
One could earn pocket money
Selling rubber woods or recycled products

The empty small bottles
Collected and sold to the middleman
He washed it clean put it to dry
Then he sold it to the clinics

Those days ago
A few ringgit can buy many
Life was laid back
Evening playing marbles and flying kites

The wide field a simple village football
The youngsters kicked and screamed
They enjoyed a healthy life environment
They didn't hear about drugs and sexual diseases

They were the innocent teenagers
Dream of small things roaring to grow up
Believing the future would wait for them
The village of Kampong Tengah.........

Police came occasionally
When gangster fights flared up in town
Gangs of 18 Lohan or 24 or 36
The village had its share.....

Black Maria came
Swiftly rounded the gangs
Some were kicked and punched
In broad day light of the villagers

Some elders said these gangs deserved it
Lazy guys didn't work for a decent living
They went asking for protection money
Then they spent on clothes and parties

The mothers kept a close watch
On their young teenagers on the field
The unwanted socializing wouldn't be allowed
Enough of the worries in police lock up



Sometimes black magic happened
Many couldn't believe it was true
One day a Chinese woman got charmed
Walking back along the usual road

A few days later the parents visited the temple
Brought with them the crazy Chinese woman..........
She sat quiet on the bench waiting for her fate
As the parents told the story to the medium

In his trance he could see
That the woman was unlucky to be charmed
The bad talisman was meant for another woman
She was unlucky she walked over that fateful day

The medium chanted
Brought out his spike ball
The crazy woman sat still
She didn't scream or cry in pain

As the spike ball hit her
She sat still taking her punishment
She took the punishment quietly
She went for a few rounds

Late in the evening
another trance with drums beating
The medium walked out from the temple
Searching for the evil talisman

He found it buried on the ground
When he directed the people to dig it out
The charm red cloth was found....
He chanted a few times burned it down

Later the crazy woman got well
She was returning to her normal self
The charm of black magic..........
The desperate people would do

The years passed into pages
The stories of the village disappeared
As its footprints amongst her people
Scattered and developments came