Eggs
From Little Ironies of Singapore by Catherine Lim











All I wanted is just an egg
But it's beyond my reach
As mum would never buy for me
not even a single one











Eggs are for Molly and Beng Beng
But what will I get?
Pain and scolding are all I got
My childhood is a picture of sorrow
Bottling up all the criticisms I received

Eggs are as precious as diamonds
But why mum bought me six eggs suddenly
And it was just too much for me











Eggs, you are like a thorn in my eyes
My childhood
My happiness
My everything
Are all destroyed by you!

Mum, you seemed like a complete stranger to me now
Whatever in your mind
Whatever you did
I could never know nor understand