Free verse № 122900
Vietnam
What good are the no-nothing rainbows
What good is the sun, what good is the moon,
What good are the stars?
When all the gold rusts,
when all the star dust no longer floats from the sky
where will the fairies and dragons go,
where will we send the magical children,
made from this fairy and dragon love.
When misty clouds no longer appear,
and good luck rain no longer falls,
when the re-education camps go on forever
and the future no longer remember the past,
where will the fairies and dragons go,
where will we send the magical children,
made from this fairy and dragon love.
5 comments
Stick with the things within your sphere of knowledge and ability, until your better practiced in both. This looks like a failed attempt to explain your thoughts and feeling over something, you don't know enough about, in a form, you don't know enough about.
<3 Jason
When writing about books, I recommend classics(More chance of the subject matter having been read by your reader). As is, it looks quite unique(a modern feat), but reads like the mutterings of a very senile asian woman having an acid flashback. Which I'm sure others might enjoy, but I just didn't like much.
<3 Jason
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