Mark Lee

Serangoon, Singapore

"Within my earthly temple there's a crowd: There's one of us that's humble, one that's proud; There's one that's broken-hearted for his sins And one who unrepented sits and grins; There's one who loves his neighbour as himself, And one who cares naught but fame and self. From much corroding care I should be free, If once I could determine which is me." From A Little Brother of the Rich, and Other Verse, by Edward Sandord Martin