By Loo Jianwen
(Nov 09)
Presented to Lat on Nov 2009 during our camping
A mop of black hair No one to be seen
with T-shirt and khaki pants “One,Two ,Three” he shouted
riding a bicycle instilling great fear
Scenes in the kampung From behind the trees
checked sarongs over their heads ran off heading straight for home
hiding from parents tin ore in pockets
Food stolen from plates Off to the city
to chase away hunger pangs leaving the kampung behind
waiting for Raya to start a new life
His brother and gang Day or night issues
getting themselves in trouble appears in cartoons next day
with the Tok Guru in the newspapers
At the boarding school Noses big or small
often playing tricks and truants bald, curly, straight or beehive
caned in public view characters alive
Off to the tin mines Young and old alike
panning with the tin workers enjoying your masterpiece
the policeman came laughing in stiches
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