In the Shadow of Inflation

As Singapore's real incomes fell, All employment sublimely declined; The shadow of inflation swelling bell Saw families forever pining. Uncertainty and fear so strong, Unfurled upon the Singapore throng; In better days not so long But soon lost like twinkling stars. So dark was the morning sky, No inspiration to progress high; Forgetting the joy of July As real incomes lost in time. Without hope work went astray, Employment stayed limp and gray; Not a soul could see the way, Lamenting the losses with grief. The shadow of inflation so thick, Depriving people of a peaceful breach; Blue skies promised in days of yore Not to be seen anymore. Amidst the hurt they held fast, Their spirits high at last; Forging a new path with might and grace, Moving ever onward from shadows of inflation's haze.