Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2017 | Página 129

Tales Untold of Shanghai
St. Margaret's Co-Educational English Secondary and Primary School
(Secondary Section), Wong, Justin - 13
Grand buildings and scenes glorious
Might be what you only behold;
Grand history, shame notorious.
Here I tell the tale untold.
Dragon and Phoenix I call it
To the north lies the peaceful sea.
Great fragrance of dew I name it,
My ancestors guarded the east.
Prosperous vista and air.
Picturesque temples and lair.
I clamored my beauty and name.
Tremendous charm they can't find elsewhere.
I heard cacophony of people's groan,
But I was engrossed by the dollar signs,
I heard misery though the peasants' moan
But what do you mean I'll face demise?
The soldiers triumphed loudly
Over the victory claimed from the fight.
The flags stood up proudly,
But printed on them were red, blue and white.
They call it companion making,
Greener grass on the other side.
Fooled by the faces they were faking
They desired my land colonized.
They call me Paris of the east,
Blacks and blues under broken armor.
Born as the city on the sea
I fell from grace with my shattered glamour.
Although I survived the ruthless battle,
Lost all money, power and glory,
Remaining is the City God temple,
Where deities sigh with ghosts' scream eerie.
There I told the tale now told,
Grander stories, more notorious,
More to what you can behold
But those will remain mysterious.