POEMS 2

Black and White(Snow II)

Although they are from the same mother
Their endings are not the same

The fortunates fall on the top of mountains
Where they settle in
They don't worry of being deprived
They survive for millions of years
They are pure
And admired by people
Even though they are melt down into water
They are just regarded as sacrifice which is beneficial to all creatures

The misfortunates are pitty
Some of them even lose their shape few seconds
After they touch the ground
Don't have any chances to see the world
The fate of the survivors are dull
Dusts take thier virginities
Oh! Poor fellows! They have no choices!
Once they join together on the side of the road
Just like a gang
Causing others troubles
They melt quietly without being noticed, and
Drained into sewage as waste

Sometimes I wonder
Why there are fortunates and misfortunates?
What is privilege?
Who has given power to the ambitionists?


Oscar Tang
Nov 4 1998

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