I traveled back in time
to a place much rosier
yet the first thing I saw
a lone boy weeping on new year’s day
Further back in time
I saw darkness deeper still
and in every abyss
this boy struggled but emerged always
Now at this succinct moment
nothing makes much sense
the world’s gone haywire with
all this man-made suffering and pain
Holidays aren’t marked by peace
but by the ends of wars and turmoil
may we continue to persist
in time a bright future shall follow
— Winson Shuen
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