the Percy R Hill Collection - National Library Singapore
the Percy R Hill Collection - National Library Singapore the Percy R Hill Collection - National Library Singapore
y JOSEPH MARIA DAWES Research Associate I, Publishing and Research Services, National Library One human, one obituary, that’s the way it was meant to be One face, one life, scrutinised, every epitaph poetically nice I think I will go out tonight, drink tea, tell others I may not fish for awhile Billowing, marauding, thousands faceless, you have no right to get away child I had plans for you, you even approved I’d pay someone to get you to doctor’s school Just like that city boy who came with his wife Tousled your hair, said you need a better life Let them all go, I am not going back in to cook rice Your auntie’s a pain and tonite I just can’t look nice Your mother always knew, yet she went out looking for you Was it the pull, was it karma, was it the fat politician’s lull In a year from now, when your brother’s two Memories, anger, choked tears, but not even a photo of you I can’t go, I must go on, the man who showed you the Way Can he show me too – if he is true – what your brother and me can do? biblioasia | 63
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y JOSEPH MARIA DAWES<br />
Research Associate I,<br />
Publishing and Research Services,<br />
<strong>National</strong> <strong>Library</strong><br />
One human, one obituary, that’s <strong>the</strong> way it was meant to be<br />
One face, one life, scrutinised, every epitaph poetically nice<br />
I think I will go out tonight, drink tea, tell o<strong>the</strong>rs I may not fish for awhile<br />
Billowing, marauding, thousands faceless, you have no right to get away child<br />
I had plans for you, you even approved<br />
I’d pay someone to get you to doctor’s school<br />
Just like that city boy who came with his wife<br />
Tousled your hair, said you need a better life<br />
Let <strong>the</strong>m all go, I am not going back in to cook rice<br />
Your auntie’s a pain and tonite I just can’t look nice<br />
Your mo<strong>the</strong>r always knew, yet she went out looking for you<br />
Was it <strong>the</strong> pull, was it karma, was it <strong>the</strong> fat politician’s lull<br />
In a year from now, when your bro<strong>the</strong>r’s two<br />
Memories, anger, choked tears, but not even a photo of you<br />
I can’t go, I must go on, <strong>the</strong> man who showed you <strong>the</strong> Way<br />
Can he show me too – if he is true –<br />
what your bro<strong>the</strong>r and me can do?<br />
biblioasia | 63
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