Poem: And the price we pay

the distant chatter in mandarin
assures me I am here
in this land
where emperors once rule
where communism was a way of life
where great rivers meet
where forbidden palace reside
where people once wear the same clothes

when i walk the streets today
i see apartments and condominiums
i see skyscrapers
i see high-end boutiques
i see VW taxi cabs
i see people in designer clothes

and it reminded me
of my own country
of how we become skilled
of how we become wealthier
of how we strive to be developed
of how we still struggle in social issues
and the price we pay to be where we are now

nura – 5/12/2011, 9:56pm

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