Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2019 | Page 25

Should they risk their lives?
But the team never gave up.
So dead ahead then,
Cause they’re the mighty men.
Drop the hook,
Get onto your feet
And let’s go and explore the wilds.
Oh! Look over there!
Trees full of fabulous fruits,
Plenty to eat to quench their thirst.
Wow! Look over there!
Lovely dazzling flowers,
All gather around to have a meeting,
Who were these guys from the sea? Hmmm?
Wait! Look even farther!
A couple whose skin as dark as chocolate,
Dressed in clothes that voyagers never wore.
One dressed in deer skin dress,
Tied in a colorful beaded vest.
One wore an antelope skin robe and a swan feather cape with a cane,
Both bowed down,
And so did all the men.
As sailors went further,
The people in this island were Indians,
They were all kind and loyal.
Indians grew many things for a living.
And since they were leaving,
Men were curious,
As well the Indians.
Together they did a trade,
Grape wine for a piece of delicate fabric,
Crunchy nuts for silkworms.
What an interesting trade.
But these food would be souvenirs
For a memorable trip to the king.
Say their farewells and off they head,
For more adventures awaits for them.
How time flies very tight,
Owls woke and it was night.
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!
Dinner came but only beans.
Luckily, there’s no need to clean.
Time for bed,
Sleep on hammocks,
Next, admire thousands of fireflies
Sticking to the sky.
Finally drifted off to sleep,
To dream of their families and friends.
The next bright morning,
A huge, annoying storm emerged.
Waves battered and lashed,
The ships tumbled and grumbled.
Lightning struck and thunder boomed!