——To Dear Ball-of-Earth
Once I've seen the hunger,
The really one youth seeks for,
I stands for my belief it will be,
The boyish keeps feeding on.
The bed lying their hope,
Of surviving the punishment,
The elderly is in crouch, supposedly
They look differently for me.
One is calmly for the call,
The younger is full in mouth,
Increasingly with tears,
Rolling down to the plate
Which holds for food-ball
Not very much, seemingly.
Only God will know if
He can finish it up...
去，安息！
——致亲爱的“食球”：地球
过去就如饥饿的魔鬼
那真是罪恶的渊源
信念是不曾拥有的青春
稚气饱满地消耗着
希望像个生命方舟
常在惩罚处回旋
老人蜷缩着，想想
后代发生的一切
前人平静地接受离别
青春仍有力气添食
而眼泪不停地馋逗
归回自由下落后的地面
食物，容纳生命的”地球“
看来看去，不如满足
天知地知，就像无知
人，继续着......
