reflections on may 13

The history of May 13

In my mixed neighbours

Nothing was changed

Nobody did anything wrong

The curfew was imposed

In the day I could cycle along

The police were on duty

Watching the scenes

In Klang

At night I heard gunshots

We formed our own

To guard the village then

Though we talked about it

It happened in KL

The ambushed and killings

The city turned chaos

It was short lived

The lost lives and damages

A race got amok

A study of history

In KL the worst hit

For me I heard about politics

The impatience to gain power

Tunku became the saddest man

May 13, 1969

A history must be learned

The summer days of fire and lost lives

A dark history the nation doesn’t need to walk there