I've had just enough time to... deliberate on the complexities of Love & Life
The Lady waiting on the stairs by the street of Malacca
The lady in the flower cheongsam
Promise me love
But I don’t have the currency
She said she doesn’t mind
But many do
And do I
Mind we are of different worlds
Mine beneath hers
What about
pride?
Love conquers
all when you’re in love
But love
is like soft petals on sunny days
All too
soon it fades away while
Pride is
sharper than steel and
Harder
than the boulder
That
stood in our way
Love on her mind
Coward! She cried
Your pride is too fragile
Hitting me where it hurts
How do I make you understand
A man’s pride is his being
Without which he is a bitch
I can give you my life
But I can’t sell you my pride
What
about love?
What
about love?
Without
love a man can survive
A lesser
man he may be but a man still
Without pride
a man is a dog
Its tail
licking its heel
Life in the way
I am a
woman.
I need no
pride which
Makes me
more a man than you
I am
willing to die for love but
I am not
willing to die for pride
I am
willing to give up everything
For that
sublime feel
You are
not willing to accept heaven
To your
brittle pride you yield
She
stood at the top of the stairs
I stayed
below
She
dared me to go up
But all
I could think of
Is the
same promise
Made by
the farmer’s daughter
One love
is as good as another
But a
shattered pride
Stay shattered
forever
