Everyone’s fading away. We lose our lives every moment, wasting time on trivial pursuits. Dreams are pushed aside, families are dying. The world is crying, and the enemies are laughing. Here we are, struggling, and I find it baffling, since we have it all, all that it takes to change a world — of a family member, of a mother, of a brother, of a sister. A friend in need is a friend in deed. Ambiguity transcends the preceding sentence, because we indeed need friends, to give us the deeds we need— how needy are we?

Under one roof. No no, Moses Lim is Tan Ah Teck, I know, but that’s not what I’m talking about. The world’s language is easily understood, but many abandon it. Humanity; what is humanity? Does it drive one to insanity? Or does it give another clarity? “A good word is indeed a charity.” So much possibilities for the endless rhythmic poetry.

So much does a mind have to say, but to say it aloud attracts passer-by, but that’s not my intention. This is just another write up, another reminder.

One lives a life to many when one ceases to live a life for many.