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Come back to us, Mr Lee Kuan Yew, Now. ( poem )


 Come back to us, Mr Lee Kuan Yew, Now.



Now,
where are you?
why are you not here
Now?

Now,
we need you !
the world needs you
Now !

Now,
don't you miss
your old close and not-too-close friends:
Kissinger, Mahathir, etc…
Who are
Now
still alive;
And who
Now
definitely miss you back
(the former sings your name openly till
Now
the latter quite quietly admires you till
Now);
and who are
Now,
perhaps,
already too old
(just like how you may be
If you are still here
Now.)
but all also maybe not too old,
even till
Now.
Ask them
Now
and we may know the answer
Now.


Now,
You are FREE amid this chaos,
Like many others who have been freed from life
Now;
Who may miss you
Now;
and are definitely too old
Now.
Now
do you miss them as well:
Deng Xiao Ping, Chiang Ching Guo etc…
Or maybe not
Because You may have reunited with them
Now.
Or maybe not. We for sure no know for sure
Now.
How about their heirs and sons
Now?
You bred a more superior child thankfully ,
who's still on duty even
Now
And maybe, for you, the genes passed down till
Now
-that which you believed so much maybe even till
Now
to him you are an Ariel
Now.


Now
If asked all of those gone
Are you too Old?
Is it too late?
We know not the answer
even till
Now.

But
Now,
if you ask your friends alive
Now
if you ask the world,
Now,
Before and after
the world will miss you
Your former friend says
Now.

Now
we miss
you
Now.

Now,
the world miss
you,
Now.

Now,
your loved ones definitely miss you.
You must remember
And go back to those you mean a lot to
and those who mean a lot to You
Now.

Now
may you be reunited with those alive
now.
To return as beacon of hope you once were
Now.

Now,
Things happen so quickly,
Perhaps too quickly, but maybe not.
You were a year into your ninth decade,
Just within a couple of years, soo, no, too much drama
Now.

Now
is not the time for missing
But for action,
Which must be taken
Now.
And as a man of action
what is your call
Now ?

for you to choose :

Now,
Resuscitate,
If no longer possible, than
Undo the cremation,
Reassemble the pieces.

Now,
Resurrect,
if not,
we may not be able to hold on
any longer.

Now,
Reincarnate,
at least
revive the chakras
Give life a chance...

Now,
if you are revived,
we must celebrate
with ceremonies grander than
your funeral,
the national day parades,
displayed before
Now.

but pragmatically not, especially
Now.
but even without the grand gestures
Now,
which you will pragmatically not mind
Now,
you shall return
Now.

Now.
If not
Now
then when?

If not you
Then who?
Our Mr Lee Kuan Yew

Maybe not, maybe together,
and, given the gift of death,
Now,
both of you and many others,
freed from the chain of life,
are truly free,
it is a given,
not even a choice,
and nobody can force you
to even come back
but
now
you may have the choice and must choose
now,
to rise from your ashes,
to break out from the coffin vase,
to climb out of the burial entrapments,
to step out from the columbarium , or earlier on,
to jump up from your sickbed
to come back to them if they have not gone to you
to your family,
to us,
to the open singer and quiet admirer
to the rest of the world.

perhaps not, but maybe you will make the decision to.
but as a man of your words,
does even death spare you
from the words you utter
and promises made in your life?
and if not, You shall escape death
and the freedoms it gives,
the freedoms you now enjoy
and come back to this
Lifeless life,
Earthless earth,
Death-like existence.

NOW
should you not get up
NOW
from your rest place which may be becoming restless
NOW
when you
feel that something is wrong
NOW

NOW
No time to wait.
NOW
that's non-negotiable
NOW

NOW
come back to us,
Mr lee Kuan Yew,
we miss you
dearly,
desperately,
daringly
Now

NOW
Please return to Us
NOW!
NOW!!
NOW!!!

now,
come back to us,
not just us, Singaporeans,
but us,
Humans.

now,
yet never.
and forever...

You may not return
in the form of the body,
and no mater how much you deny that you are a spiritual person,
you will not only return, but stay on :
as a spirit overlooking our Island;
as an Ariel to your son;
as a world leader to the Globe,

and remembered dearly,
by the rest of us
even till
now
and
for
ever...

from
now...




Aw Ke Shen, Aug 2022

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