poem SIOL

- National Service -

SPF , the place I'm in ,

to become fit and disciplined .

Please don't think it's a luxury ;

it's quite tough actually , on the contrary .

Some say it's slack , some say it's fine ;

it's really up to your own mind .

Drills and PT is a must ,

it is not something you can pass .

Be it Police , CD or Army ;

we train all day , rainy or sunny .

2 years is all ,

neither long nor short ;

they screw you like some cheap robot .

But when your'e out ,

you will be thankful ;

not everybody can tahan , it's 2 years full .

They make you a man ,

that's what they say ;

but the choice is yours at the end of the day .

So lets all work hard and do some justice ;

it's afterall , National freaking Service .

Mon 30th June

(during breaktime after lunch)