Dawn breaks, in the sleepy small town
The roads are empty, the houses are occupied
And the stars still twinkle
As shadows roam the land
Then, all of the sudden, a call of prayer breaks the silence
Reverberating from a small mosque nearby
The one that praises the greatness of God
The one and only Creator…
But the town is still sleeping, waiting for nine o’clock
Saving only one, who works on the pipelines nearby
He stops in his track, almost in awe
Although he is a non-believer, that red overalled plumber
His conscience, overwhelmed by that voice
That praises a god in an unknown language
Then suddenly
An air of sadness and regret
Fills his heart
And without the knowledge of him
He cries…
THE SIGN OF SHIRO
SDAD
25th March 1993
BACK TO SCHOOL
The morning looked grey
Everything seemed new
Albeit in disarray
After all we’ve been through
Suddenly, the bell rang
From where we could not see
That made us all sprang
And queued up for the assembly
After the assembly, everyone returned
Just like before, to start the day
With books and lessons to look and listen
No time at all to go out and play…
And thus had begun another week
After a long time in a slumber
It’s time to recharge the minds of the weak
And prepare ourselves for the glorious future…
(Yeah, right)
THE SIGN OF SHAIRO
SDAD
1993
LIFE, REVISITED
Sometimes I wonder
At the time of the blue sky
When the night clashes with the day
Is it going to change, or keeps on going?
Having no time at all
To stop and smell the roses
While catching a breath or two
Then is Life really worth living, without fully enjoying it?
But then, the ideas left me
And once again I find myself
Watching the sunset
While letting yet another day pass me by
Again…
THE SIGN OF SHAIRO
SDAD
1993
THE SPIRIT OF TOGETHERNESS
I remember
During the time of the blue sky
The time, when I was alone on this road of mine
Seeking the secrets of the very Life itself
Without knowing what to look for, or where to start
Then, as I began to falter, came along some helping hands
My first friends from now till forever…
And since that day
We’ve been through all and everything together
On every fall, in every defeat
Though the seasons and time never stopped turning,
We kept on going and never stopped moving
Letting the days to come and go as they pleased
Seeing every dawn, glancing every dusk
Sharing everything, doing everything
Together…
And though there were times of the rain and sadness,
We never broke up, we remained as one
And if there be thorns, we mended the wounds
We helped each other through thick and thin
With the spirit of togetherness
Our guide for life…
So here as I stand before the mirror of yesterday
Clutching to our friendship forged of love and care
I wish you all, all the luck in the world
For even though you may have forgotten my face,
I will always be here, in this land called memory…
THE SIGN OF SHAIRO
SDAD
1993
SANG-FROID, 1993 a.k.a. AFTER SPM 1993
(With dedication and warmest regards to all those wonderful days I’ve spent
in my former high school)
The walls, looked sad and gloomy
The bed, which once had laid an exhausted student
And the fluorescent lamp
That used to burn till late at night
Are now having their eternal rest
The faithful table that he used to study on
Is now full of dust and cobwebs
That had smothered all the textbooks,
The reference books and various other important notes
And the room itself is empty again
Just like it was six years ago…
The classroom
Which used to accommodate 31 students
That spent most of their time bent on their seats
Flapping study notes and reference books
Doing homework and humongous exercises
Is empty, all that’s left
Are ribbons and decorations
And scraps of food on the table
With a writing on the blackboard that said:
‘Salam Perpisahan 1993’ (Farewell Class of 93)
And the students themselves, have now gone their way
Pursuing their dreams far, long and wide
Walking along their chosen roads of life
Into a larger, more glorious world
While secretly hoping that someday
Fate will bring us back to this school again
To thank all of our teachers, for all that they had done
For whatever that we had achieved in our present life
Will only be our eternal excuse to thank them
Legacy of their past sacrifices and perseverance
And now the time has come
For me to resume my journey
To that place far, far away
On the dawn of this wonderful day…25th March 1993
BACK TO SCHOOL
The morning looked grey
Everything seemed new
Albeit in disarray
After all we’ve been through
Suddenly, the bell rang
From where we could not see
That made us all sprang
And queued up for the assembly
After the assembly, everyone returned
Just like before, to start the day
With books and lessons to look and listen
No time at all to go out and play…
And thus had begun another week
After a long time in a slumber
It’s time to recharge the minds of the weak
And prepare ourselves for the glorious future…
(Yeah, right)
THE SIGN OF SHAIRO
SDAD
1993
LIFE, REVISITED
Sometimes I wonder
At the time of the blue sky
When the night clashes with the day
Is it going to change, or keeps on going?
Having no time at all
To stop and smell the roses
While catching a breath or two
Then is Life really worth living, without fully enjoying it?
But then, the ideas left me
And once again I find myself
Watching the sunset
While letting yet another day pass me by
Again…
THE SIGN OF SHAIRO
SDAD
1993
THE SPIRIT OF TOGETHERNESS
I remember
During the time of the blue sky
The time, when I was alone on this road of mine
Seeking the secrets of the very Life itself
Without knowing what to look for, or where to start
Then, as I began to falter, came along some helping hands
My first friends from now till forever…
And since that day
We’ve been through all and everything together
On every fall, in every defeat
Though the seasons and time never stopped turning,
We kept on going and never stopped moving
Letting the days to come and go as they pleased
Seeing every dawn, glancing every dusk
Sharing everything, doing everything
Together…
And though there were times of the rain and sadness,
We never broke up, we remained as one
And if there be thorns, we mended the wounds
We helped each other through thick and thin
With the spirit of togetherness
Our guide for life…
So here as I stand before the mirror of yesterday
Clutching to our friendship forged of love and care
I wish you all, all the luck in the world
For even though you may have forgotten my face,
I will always be here, in this land called memory…
THE SIGN OF SHAIRO
SDAD
1993
SANG-FROID, 1993 a.k.a. AFTER SPM 1993
(With dedication and warmest regards to all those wonderful days I’ve spent
in my former high school)
The walls, looked sad and gloomy
The bed, which once had laid an exhausted student
And the fluorescent lamp
That used to burn till late at night
Are now having their eternal rest
The faithful table that he used to study on
Is now full of dust and cobwebs
That had smothered all the textbooks,
The reference books and various other important notes
And the room itself is empty again
Just like it was six years ago…
The classroom
Which used to accommodate 31 students
That spent most of their time bent on their seats
Flapping study notes and reference books
Doing homework and humongous exercises
Is empty, all that’s left
Are ribbons and decorations
And scraps of food on the table
With a writing on the blackboard that said:
‘Salam Perpisahan 1993’ (Farewell Class of 93)
And the students themselves, have now gone their way
Pursuing their dreams far, long and wide
Walking along their chosen roads of life
Into a larger, more glorious world
While secretly hoping that someday
Fate will bring us back to this school again
To thank all of our teachers, for all that they had done
For whatever that we had achieved in our present life
Will only be our eternal excuse to thank them
Legacy of their past sacrifices and perseverance
And now the time has come
For me to resume my journey
To that place far, far away
SAIF MINTAKA
SDAD
1993
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