With Words Unspoken...

With words unspoken
With secrets untouched
We pass by each other
Like ships at dusk.

(I wrote this in 1990 when I was in my 2nd year at University. I was infatuated with a few girls on campus but I lacked the boldness to go up to them and talk. I was also a committed conservative Christian back then and considered any relationship outside the church circle as wrong.)

My parents killed me today

I read these two horrible stories in The Australian (newspaper) recently.

You can read the stories here and here: THE AUSTRALIAN. I couldn't stop thinking about the kids. I wrote this below in response.

I think all of us should consider joining the Foster Family Care program and try and help disadvantaged children or some other similar outreach programs.

At the same time, we should be voting for politicians who give a damn about society's problem and who have practical solutions to fix them- as opposed to simply giving more money to bad parents who end spending it on drugs and alcohol.


My parents killed me today
My parents killed me today.
...
Finally
The sobbings can cease
The pain is now gone
The social workers can go home
The judge can get another stiff drink
The defence lawyers sing another song

My parents killed me today
My father broke my skull
My mother broke my heart
Hammer
Heroin
Hashish
It wasn't our fault your honor
We know not what we done.
The jury agree and set them free
Its Society's Fault.

My parents killed me today
In my bed
I begged to be carried
My legs bones were cracked
In their drunken stupor they didn't care less
I crawled
They kicked
Wasn't fast in time
I had to be punished
Had to be taught a lesson

My parents killed me today
Bashed my skull in
Broke my slender arms
Cracked my ribs
Ruptured my organs
My Liver was torn in half
Why was I still breathing when the ambulance came?
Why were our neighbors' lights not on?

My parents killed me today
Broke all my bones
I told my teachers I didn't want to go home
They told me they understand
But I had to go home
Be a good boy and all will go well
But they whisper
They know.
My bruises and scars - they show
And still they insist: go home.
Go home.

My parents killed me today
Where love should have been showered
Malice was shown
Where kisses should have been given
Curses were thrown
A tender word, a loving touch
All quite alien in my father's heart

My parents killed me today
My parents killed me today
My parents killed me today
The public wail, the journalists sigh
The politicians shrug their shoulders
And tell more lies.
Tomorrow they will not remember me
All will go home
They'll talk about the footy.
And leave my cold body alone
Yau Chiam July 2007

Leia

My love is like the sunshine after the rain
Bold but sure He comes forth
And embraces me.

My love

My love is like the Spring that comes forth after Winter
Full of life, with every step she takes, all Creation follows
Undaunted, unashamed, in full readiness she walks
Full of confidence, full of life, exuberant,
She warms my heart like sunshine on a cold day
Her mere presence fills me with life
And her voice
Her sweet voice melts my heart
And drives my demons away.

"My Love is like the Spring that blossoms"

My Love is like Spring that comes forth after Winter
Eager, yet shy, beneath her youthful gaze lies pure joy.
With each step she takes, the whole Creation move with her
As she smiles, time itself stopped to admire her
The flowers blossomed when we kissed
The Sun shone as she sang.
Oh, how she enchanted me so.
Chiam Yau-ming June 2007

Sipadan

I want to swim in the sea of blue
Amidst the infinite fish at Sipadan
To wander in the coral forest
To have the sun eclipsed by swarms of silver fish
To gaze at the deep depth patrolled by sharks
To wash my face in the sea of tears
To bath in the light of the golden morning sun
And to look back and see you smile

Tsunami

See how it slumbers, the monster sea

One day it may awake and swallow thee

(ymc 2005)