A Tribute To And In Memory Of Mr Lee Kuan Yew

A Tribute To And In Memory Of Mr Lee Kuan Yew short poem

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(A Tribute to and in Memory of Mr. Lee Kuan Yew
1923 – 2015
First Prime Minister of the Republic of Singapore
1965 – 1990)

I will not weep for you,
Foster Father Lee Kuan Yew!
For all fathers must
Go to sons, daughters and dust
But grieve I will
That a million and one of me can’t fill
Top to toes –
Head, heart, gloves and shoes
Of one YOU,
My Foster Father Lee Kuan Yew!

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J.rid
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A brilliant tribute to a brilliant man.

J.rid
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Thankyou for further advancement for me to understand more deeply, youe poem, which I did with amazement.
I am but a novice in poetry reading and writing! but enjoy both very much.
I expected more world dignataries to attend this mans funeral in acknowledgement of his transformation for his own country and thinking as a whole. Never mind the stupid world does not acknowledge greatness until it is history.

ammu sachariah
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I love this poem. After reading the word by word explanation ,I understood the poem very well.

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