Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2018 | Page 60

The leader of that mountain, The one opposite flower fruit fountain, He was known as the king if demons, He travelled the sea but he’s not a seaman. For he longed for Su Wu Kong to wither, So he could roam & slither, But for his wishes be stopped by the one and only son, For his favourite snack was a bun. As he gritted his jaws on what to do, He wanted some meat to chew, But for the guardian’s son was still alive, He would have to survive. Down in the caves with death and bones , laid skeleton throne, For hatred and pain was only what he know, So he would always groan. Then came a deathly thought, all he had to do was what he was taught, Oh dear reader, don’t you know what powers he do hide, For the darkness he controls, he takes some pride. He has the power to trap anyone he wants, And if they escape they’d receive taunts, So his quest to trap little Ru, Will come true when the sky is blue … The sun came up, the sky is blue, Little Ru swung while the cool wind blew. He spotted a plum tree and grabbed a plum, Ru licked his lips, that plum was yum. But all of sudden, dark magic headed Ru’s way, The plum tree was cursed, Ru ran away, For it was too late, He already taken the bait. ……………………………………….. Ru opened his eyes, the demon king was mad in flames. Oh wait dear reader, we need to give king a name How ‘bout Li, that sounds nice, King Li to be precise. A trail Li holds for Ru will ace, But while that, he’s being chased, By a group of undead, Plus king Li gave Ru a bit of bread. Will Ru survive or will he be done, We all know he’s the warrior’s son, Maybe it’s time to start the quests, May Ru be blessed. The quest obviously is about plums, To gather all the holy plums or else the worse fait be done, He’d had to enter the gate and head his way to the west,