Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2017 | Page 79

My Discovery
Delia School of Canada, Nishimura, Ryoma - 14
The streets with busy bodies are crowded
As if the ocean has swallowed me into deep sea I am shrouded
Early morning, I am so sleepy
But my mother solicited me to buy fresh meat
Ding ding the peal comes from the congestive harbor
And awakes my drowsy eyes
I go through the city with my junk bicycle
Rocky street creates flat tire and I feel beat
So I decide to take a train and go through the turnstile
I’m sweating like a waterfall
I want to cool off rest my mind refresh my soul
When I look down from a hill
I realized the European style buildings
Lost in Shanghai
As I turn up to the wet market
My nasals are filled with stench
Supermarket is pleasing to the senses,
But here showcases absent
Fishy odors floating inside this market places
Something spring from my belly, but I clench
I purchase the meat and head back to my house,
Now my thirst can I quench