A Fighters Lines I am old and worn and have lost all my strength sufferings and the history of the

fight for independence have forced sacrifices that know no name or life from the wheelchair of the rest of my days I, body and energy crushed see and cannot do much these times are too big a challenge for the remnants of my crippled years the net of deceit spread everywhere disturbs me In the name of justice Wake up and form ranks sons of our ancestor Be brave And erect a wall of people Stand up heirs of our freedom I have no more voice It is you now who should speak! Marzuki Ali

LEISURE What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night. No time to turn at Beautys glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance. No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began. A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. William Henry Davies