Change...

Some nights I close my eyes and I dream of you.

Though you’re no longer here, I miss you, I do.

Then I wake up and start to feel blue

Because the love we had…it just seemed so true.

Not a day goes by I don’t feel guilty

For straying on you, my love.

Though all I can do is curse God for this cruelty

That you are watching over me from up above.

Alas, I seek your forgiveness this time.

For I have but found a glimmer of the joy we once had.

I beg you free me from my bind and not see this as a crime.

Also, I pray you won’t be sad.

I still remember our little strolls in the park;

Of promises we made to each other.

I’ll cherish our kisses in the dark

 And someday soon, I pray we’ll be together.

For now, I think I’ve fallen for her.

In so many ways, she does remind me of you.

Perhaps now’s not the time to say either,

But this feeling sticks to me like glue.

Everything about her describes a saint.

Her caring nature,

Her loyal stature,

It all seems so quaint.

She makes me want to fill a thousand pages full of rhymes.

To be a poet of romantic lines,

To encase her beauty in time,

With words none too sublime.

She’s different in one way you won’t believe

She makes me want to change for the better and to strive.

Not in a way that would deceive

No, she makes me want to be the man that she deserves in life.

There's This Girl...

Ever since I met her,
Everything just seems so clear.
I'm not talking about love at first sight,
No I can't describe it, but it feels so right.

Nobody wants to feel like they're alone.
She makes me feel like my heart's not stone.
Maybe what I'm saying sounds darn cliché
But I'll still say it anyway.

She keeps running through my head,
And bringing my heart back from the dead.
Her face is always in my mind,
And everything she does is oh so kind.

Nobody wants to feel like they're alone.
She makes me feel like my heart's not stone.
Maybe what I'm saying sounds darn cliché
But I'll still say it anyway.

Everything about her gets me high
Sometimes I find myself asking why
Oh why do I feel so empty
Without her next to me

Then I close my eyes for a while
And it tells me all I need to know.
That our lives may be written in God's own file
But he doesn't know the you I know.

Sing Me A Different Tune.

Everytime, it's the same sickening argument - "Which country has no corruption?".

Seriously, I'll give you this, no country is without corruption, but does that mean it's normal for a country to be corrupted to its core?

Which country has no corruption may very well be your one and only argument, but shouldn't it be the goal instead of the excuse?

Why make corruption the norm and tell everyone who is striving for a change that corruption is everywhere and that that's the way it is. Why not make an effort to form a country without corruption?

Just because corruption is everywhere doesn't mean that the sorry state a certain country is in is justified. It just means its people have not known fair governance, transparent law enforcing, equality on all fronts and their basic human rights for all aforementioned needs.

So, sing me a different tune. You have had the same song playing on replay for the past half a century or so and frankly, I am sick and tired of all the badly written rhymes, disharmonious notes, meaningless lyrics and the blatant sticking to one formula like how singers who write their own songs tend to do.

Look to the east, look to the west, I don't see Singapore telling people that they have to have a certain skin colour to enter their ranks. I don't see England telling the world that the majority of their indigenous ethnicity gets special discounts on buying property or cars. I don't see France telling terrorists to go kidnap their own Frenchmen before they give a damn. I can look to India and see a Chinaman operating his own restaurant there. I look to China and I can see Muslims there living in peace with other Chinese. I look to America and I can see Latin Americans, African Americans, Chinese Americans, even Muslims there living together.

This is 2013. This is a time in our story and not his-story anymore. This is a time when even Barack Obama can be the American president for the second run in office. This is a time when technological advancement takes precedence over petty squabbles like who's brown, black, white, yellow or red. Aren't we all humans? Why should one person be worth so much more than another just because of a skin pigment they were born with?

The time has long passed when Hitler refused to shake hands with Jesse Owens because he was disgusted that an African American could win medals in Germany over their "superior" athletes in 1936. The time has long passed too when two African Americans were booed for raising their hands cladded in black gloves in 1968. Imagine the ignorance of people back then to boo wining athletes for speaking up for basic human rights that we take for granted today. That time has long passed.

It is time for a different tune, a happier song, a simpler rhyme and a more meaningful line.