Whenever i feel like giving up,
i see kids begging at pudu using a mc'd disposable cup....
i feel that life is unfair but secretly im glad that im luckier.
Whenever i feel like giving up,
i see parents squeezing 2 kids on a bike with them...
i feel im lucky im driving a car. rain or shine, i still have a roof above me.
Whenever i feel like giving up,
i see an very old uncle holding his wife's wrinckled hand, pacing the streets in the hot sun...
i feel im blessed, im physically fit to walk independently.
Whenever i feel like giving up,
i see lorry drivers zooming with the windows down because the vehicle they are in has no air-con....
i think lifes still good for me.
Whenevery i feel like giving up,
i see the old indian auntie pushing her disable husband near my housing estate.
they are often seen near the low cost flats. i presume they stay there.
ive seen her sweeping the leaves off the roadside.
he, holds a garbage bag on his lap.
sitting there, all ready to help her.
i think they are bless to have each other.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
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