utopia-?

living in hong kong
is like an ant in the tong —
nothing seems wrong
nowhere to belong.

ages bygone
forcing one to work on,
life is no way to be withdrawn,
the blackened white swan.

From now and then
we cannot stop thinking when
we can stop being manipulated by men,
work and eat and sleep and time and again.

 

Written on 11 September 2014.

 

 

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