View from the north
by Rex Hu
Yo Eric Lim, Hope you're confining your marches to the sois of Nang Linchi and not the streets of Sala Daeng. While all the hooha is going on, I had a wee tittle tattle with my little brain and came up with a whatever you want to call it. Permit me to share it with you. Sunrise sunset An explosion of blazing yellows and fiery reds We give not a second thought To how each and every day is born So why get so alarmed when man seeks a new dawn Sunrise sunset Nature's heartbeat upon life's rich tapestry We give not a second thought When the glow of day meets the dark of night So why look so aghast When our hopes and fears collide Sunrise sunset Come rain or shine, hell or high water We give not a second thought When our skies weep and our lands bleed So why feel so aggrieved When it comes to our city streets Sunrise sunset That's how it was, is and always will be We give not a thought To the same, time after time, again and again So why stand so apart Over a mere cycle of man From Rex Hu (Fiddler On The Goof)
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