How is it that bitter pills past,
No longer taste as bad.
And chiding words to ears harsh then,...
Now only sound a little sad.
How is it that not just friends
But foes line round them streets,
To show we now truly know
Most what's done then was what we need.
How is it that now tis clear,
Whilst still awake you do divide,
When sleep comes as it surely must,
As one tribe, we strangely unite!
Dr Huang Shoou Chyuan
26th March 2015
(On the 4th Day)