THIRTY YEARS

THIRTY YEARS

I still remember
that thirty years ago,
we saw the both sides
of the Chu river
together.
It was in May, and
till the very hot summer.
We watched the Turtle hill
and the Snake hill
from far.

Thirty years ago,
we were so young,
but we were not
afraid of responsibilities,
and sacrifications.
While,
we dropped ambitions,
plans, and I feel
shame that we didn’t
keep our promises.

In the past thirty years,
I had travelled around,
and seen the beautiful world.
But I never can forget
my homeland.
There,
people are working hard
for house and cars,
and people are afraid
to speak out thoughts.

In the past thirty years,
I had grown grey hair,
while age takes away health.
And I am afraid,
too.
I am afraid
that my young boy asks
what’s the achievement
in my life, and I have no
answer but a long sigh.