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Wayne Cheah
Poems
Sep 2011
It Matters
It matters to me why
the sky is not blue today;
It matters to me why
my wine lost its bouquet.
It matters to me why
breathing is now harmful;
It matters to me why
we killed the Golden Rule.
Is it because we don't know
what is good from bad?,
Is it because we don't know
we have all gone mad?
Is it because we don't know
the sky is falling down?,
Is it because we don't know
Earth can again drown?
Sing the day at every dawn,
for the night may not come,
Sing the day at every dawn,
don't play deaf and dumb.
Savor the night when it comes,
for sweeter is the new morning;
Say a prayer when day is done,
blaming God is more appealing.
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Wayne Cheah
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