1415
on fire – be water
from a dry place
a poem for Hong Kong
I
thought of you again today
your
autumn
how
it cannot end well
here
more and more aware
of
the weather
a
fear of lightning now
someone
has turned the planet for money
and
now they hide from the fact
but
it isn’t all about me
stand
up
it’s
right to be water
in
a house on fire
is
that what we’re throwing now?
oops,
I forgot
and
how do you tame your dragon?
it’s
only in imagination
there’ll
be chimes times up
seen
this sort of thing before
am
I a superhero?
is
this a game?
a
walk of life from everyone
I
have an amazement for you
dragons
aren’t tamed
they
go down in the dust
then
another dragon gets up
we
are all Chinese after all
except
for language, skin
and
there is no religion
never
thought it was in you
under
attack must defend
better
be water though
do
what you must
better
to die on your feet, is it?
nice
theory but I’m worried for you
likely
I’ll be wrong again
I
can smell the smoke where I am
can’t
tell the tricks of the wind though
I
had thought it was all about money once
that
someone on a ledge leans out
someone’s
about to jump
that’s
your graph
and
glorious
somewhere
west ones of a difference
are
chained to a desert to die
stand
up
we
are wronged
there
is no doubt
who
is it tricked us to here?
another
island’s floating off
how
may I separate your empire?
oops
mustn’t
call it that
must
not say emperor
or
stir up dust
all
of this for fear
distrust
show
no mercy they say
stand
up
pretend
that I’m American
liberty
goes down in a heap
always
had a gun this
but
I’m the one defenceless
aim
at me
make
martyr
is
it for freedom?
is
it for right?
for
something we caught on TV
diseases
of fine print
never
underestimate monster
vanish
for nothing, will it be?
a
bottle of fire is thrown at the smoke
the
world turns
and
will the world see
over
the border
read
only lies
all
of the lies about me
stand
up
stand
up
walk
into their fire
place
bets
it’s
all about who to be
it’s
right to be water
in
a house on fire
am
I a superhero?
is
this a game?
hear
crackling through the static
that
is the past
and
it’s coming again
the
future goes like this
imagine
the dragon
you’re
born to tame
there
are so many questions
what’ life
worth?
mine?
yours? anyone’s?
all bets
are off
is it too
late say
step back?
all that
won’t be forgiven goes on
there is no
umbrella
for so much
rain
all the
rain is fire
will I be
hero?
and who
will I save
when no one
comes to save me?
don’t catch
us in a corner then
apologies,
must flow!
in a poem
it’s not so simple as life
it’s right
to be water
in a house
on fire
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