I was not there
I could not see
Brother and sister
Arm in arm
Amidst
A sea
Of yellow,
One legged
Attendees
Proudly
Striding
On yellow
Crutches,
A mass
Of Chinese
Indians and Malays
Smiling in their pain.
I was not there
I could not see
Along
The roads
Proudly waving
Flags
Yellow
Blue
Red
White,
Slogans
for clean
Fervent
Words
For
Justice
Hope
I was not there
I could not see
A yellow Beetle car
Proudly displaying
Its battle scars,
Former
Prime Ministers
Lending
Support
In humility
One million
Plus souls
Sharing
Moments
United
In a way
Mere jingoism
Cannot.
I was not there
I could not see
The jigsaw
Of humanity
Finally
Fit
The Malaysian
Family
Back
Together
At last
Having
Been
Rent asunder
By decades
Of Lies
And half-truths.
I was not there
I could not see
For it was a time
For Malaysians
In their angst
A private time
Like grief
Mourning
Over a country
Which might have been
Determined
To forge one, better
Cleaner.
I was not there
I could not see
But my heart
was with them.
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