HAPPY NATIONAL DAY, singaporeans!
This has always been one of my favourite poems. The words are phrased so perfectly, and the way my teacher read it to us (in my primary school days) just perfected the whole poem that I can almost memorise it! This poems sums up the history and future of our home, and most of all, beautified it!
RECOLLECTIONS
There was a time, not long ago,
When other flags flew in Singapore.
The British flags in colonial rule;
And the Japanese flags in war.
There was no freedom, no justice;
When our forefathers stepped ashore.
Life was bitter, struggle and hard,
And families were hungry and poor.
They spoke a dozen different tongues,
Though their dreams were all the same.
But their hope for better life were lost,
When war and invasion came.
"They had no rights, they had no say;
And they long to be free one day."
After the war, we called for change,
For the right to decide our fate.
Some wanted democracy;
And others, a communist state.
Riots and killings in our street;
Years of hate and fear.
People said, we'll never survive,
As independence drew near.
"Our happiness was not to be,
Until our country could be free."
August nine, nineteen sixty five,
We were out of Malaysia, alone.
Against all odds, we had to build,
A nation of our own.
We've come this far, by ourselves;
One people, from many land.
Our forefathers paid the price for us;
And now, the future is in our hands.
This is our home, where we belong.
Our flag flies high and free.
But let's not take for granted,
What we have will always be.
"We pledge to keep our nation free,
With justice and equality."
Yes,
This is our home, where we belong.
Let me encourage you, my friends.
There's nothing wrong with being patriotic.
Don't be ashame to protect your home.
Happy birthday, singaporeans. (:

