Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2018 | Page 49

Xuanzang
Peak School, Kind, Victoria - 10
To the west I go,
Follow the flow.
To get some scripts,
For the buddhists.
With me I take the monkey kings,
The troll of rings
And the pig with wings.
On my way,
I meet the dragon of clay,
Waiting to burn me on a pile of hay.
I also meet
The king of wheat
Waiting to come and eat
A pile of monkey meat.
I arrive in India
I have finished my quest,
Now I am free to rest.