A peaceful late noon and I drove down to the Kranji War Memorial for a quiet little stroll. It started drizzling after a while but I stayed on for some shots. Took some photos using my LC-A+ and also these two digital shots …
I read somewhere recently that ‘in a war, what matters is not who is right but who is left’ …
And the battle’s just begun
There’s many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters
Torn apart
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
And it’s true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
from the song ‘Sunday, Bloody Sunday’ by U2
Be thankful for what and who we have …
White kitchen walls with a thousand windows
Turn on Winston in the den
And I’m still asleep but I can hear the piano
When you make breakfast after 10
And I smell the coffee on your fingers
I still smell the perfume in the bed
The crushed linen roses on everything
And you’re still inside my head
from the song ‘Breakfast after ten’ by Blue October