Tag: dangvanhung

I buried a dream
at the foot of a tree
at the very end of the garden
where no one ever pass by
nothing but surrounding weeds

not turning into a flower
as in the poet’s imagination
not turning into incantations
for those who preach peace
you return to the darkness

humanity hovering like moths to a fire
heading for the gate of hell
listening to the voice of innocent babes
in glorious praise of esteemed leaders
their political form rolling
across the undefined footpaths

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to then
upon the blue sky see
your heart
the forever deep
the sea?
they too bury
their own dreams