#93

"To Wisma Kahong,
We go," says Kongkong.
Because today, 
You're getting your pay.

Tightly held my hand, 
We crossed the road.
When you get your pay,
I'll get my share.

Sometimes, candies.
But mostly, ice cream.

You watched me smile and whine
When I first learnt to cycle.
Every afternoon at the playground there,
There's a time, well, I fell into the drain as I cycled.
You picked me up, it's ok, you were always there.

All this happened when I was 5,
Some memories of you and I.
I am now 25,
You; white hair and 84,
It's been oh, very long ago.
To be precise, 20 years ago.

Back when my man of steel,
We believed was wow, so strong.
For this man, with strong will,
It's now my turn to be very strong.