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Verses and Rhymes
Who started the Cultural Revolution
Who started the cultural revolution?
I, said the elephant.
With Mao my little cousin,
We started the Cultural Revolution.
Who wrote the Big Character Poster?
I, said the boa constrictor.
With my little pencil,
I wrote the Big character Poster.
Who denounced the artists?
I, said the mantis.
With a little practise,
I denounced the artists.
Who turned the crowd against them?
I, said the ram.
With my Red Four Gang,
we turned the crowd against them.
Who humiliated them before the crowd?
I, said the trout.
With the usual insult,
I humiliated them before the crowd.
Who beated them up?
I, said the shark.
With my little club,
I beated them up.
Who paraded them through the street?
I, said the ostrich.
With a little kick,
I paraded them through the street.
Who sent them to the countryside?
I, said the kite.
On my little bike,
I sent them to the countryside.
-written on 2 August 2007
The Aedes
For a moment, the female pauses
and hangs in mid-air, buzzing,
but exhaustion soon causes
her to settle on another female's warm skin.
A blood hunger has drove the female aedes to journey
toward this source of warmth and carbon dioxide;
to spends her precious energy,
flying in a windy night.
She punctures the warm skin with her probocis
and drinks the life blood to her fill,
and in the process gives the sleeping woman a disease
-a fever, that can kill.
--written on 7 August 2007
Leftover
When an area is depopulated,
the wilderness creeps in.
Beside a crumbling building,
a dove flies off as a civet dashs pass,
and disappears into a field of tall grass.
It is the law of optimal,
that in the day a prey left half eaten
in the plain,
shall at night sustain
the life of a nocturnal animal.
In the city, the rag-picker set off again,
pushing forward a cart heavy
with cardboards, empty cans and an old TV.
That which is unwanted, discarded and left in the rain,
are picked and collected with much labour and pain.
From somewhere a million barrels
of oil are brought in,
so that the city will keep on prospering.
Energy trapped and buried in what are left of flora
and fauna that lived eons ago.
And far south in the antartic cold,
the auroras flare again;
its brillianc born
of aerial bombarment from cosmic rays
-particles from distant suns which fires may
long burned out and gone.
--written on 7 August 2007
Love is Magic
Love is magic.
And you are the witch
who can make me sick
or make me well,
depending on the spell,
under which,
you have me fell.
--written on 25 August 2007
Coronation
The future comes to us in full circle,
curling round our left ring fingers, in golden glitter.
crowning our vows to each other,
with a perfect promise of happily everafter.
--written on 18 September 2007
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