By Maya Green
This life is frantic, messy and noisy
But fret not — for in all the cacophony
There may lie nuggets of wisdom, you’ll see
You need to get to the real thing, surely
No, not the fool’s gold, that’s a false query
When you feel you can’t go on, any more
Fret not — remember you have got this far
For it ain’t over yet, till you want it to be so
This is what makes us useful, taking us far
What we intend, we follow it by what we do
If you care to tell me, who are your friends
Then I will tell you — who you really are
Or maybe, tell me what you have done
What you have achieved, under the sun
I can also tell you by that, who you are
Dateline:
9.30 AM
Onboard MH2743 KUL/BTU
January 27, 2024