Melaka #6 – Inside Ruins

by To Be Determined

Inside the ruins of St. Paul
My heart will go on, Celine,
Strummed on electric guitar
Not chest poundingly,
Just a Malaysian playing
Fervently what he loves.
Tourists listen,
Untuned,
Like my guitar,
On a stand,
In the corner
Wondering about lessons
Thirty years past.
What do these ruins mean?

What do these ruins mean?
Thirty years passed
Wandering about like tourists
In our own past
On a stand
We harden bricks
From dredged mud
Before carrying them uphill
To fervently build.
Just two lovers praying
Chests pounding
Humming
My heart will go on, Love
Inside the ruins of this church

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