I had the chance to visit the Changi Museum as part of my secondary school Social Studies curriculum and the trip left a lasting impression. I remember vividly the intricate and inspiring murals drawn by the prisoners of war (POWs) during the Japanese Occupation in World War II (WWII). The many worn-out black and white photographs and torn yellowed letters tell the heart-rending stories of Changi Prison and its occupants, many of whom did not live to enjoy the days of peace.
More than a decade has gone by and I recently decided to revisit the site with my family. The serenity and tranquillity of the Changi chapel – a source of strength for the POWs in the dark days – is a stark contrast to the dreary Changi cell which held its occupants in a dark crowded space with little sustenance and poor sanitation.
For those interested in delving into the history of Singapore and WWII, the Changi Museum is a must-go. Let's not forget the sufferings of war and take for granted the peace and prosperity that we are enjoying now.
As the dreary dawn quietly breaks POWs shuffled painfully in shackled legs Things swirling around them dark and vague Minds pondering how long it would take For a divine being to come to their aid And to leave behind all the suffering and aches
Under the sweltering hot sun they toiled Their clothes all fully soiled Enemies humiliating them so much till blood boiled Hoping all their hideous plans get foiled Why in the world should they get embroiled? Their bright futures bleak and destroyed
Living quarters swarming with flies Labouring day in and out like little mice Stricken with diseases, they had no choice This was certainly not blessing in disguise Waking up to constant horrific cries Life had sadly become a game of dice
In the little chapel they silently pray Trying to regain their trust and faith Waiting despondently for that fateful day Where fear and desperation can be kept at bay Reading letters from loved ones made their day Yearning to go home come what may
Whoever doesn't want peace and harmony? Too painful to recall the days of agony Now we stand together in unity Proud to forge a common identity Let's not forget the past atrocities And strive bravely for the betterment of humanity