The
old village no more
It
lies in memory to those who knew
In
the time lost through development
The
sound of children laughter died long ago
The
land developed into concrete jungle
In
the town when progress came
The
villagers shifted or migrated to other places
The
old village no more
The
neighbourly ties and friendship
It
would never run the familiar footing
Those
times deadly gone with the wind
It
lies in the memory to those who knew
The
old village in the mind
Near
to town suffered through progress
The
neighbourly spirit gone
The
footprints lie in memory
Kampong
Tengah the races lived
Sharing
the neighbourly gathering
The
temple celebrations, the opera shows
The
firecrackers and the races weddings
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