Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2019 | Page 27

Now the men knew never to ask the Africans for help
As they were horrible creatures that made you weep.
Meals at night sounded promising,
A freshly steamed fish filled with nothing.
Everyone went to bed,
But had nightmares about Africans.
The next early day,
Everyone was gay.
Everything went well and pleasant,
But nothing could be an amazement.
Dancing and singing filled the air.
At noon,
The excitement came soon.
Just ahead the ships,
The fog tickles the sailors’ eyes.
Several ships in a full speed.
Sailors looked worried like a damsel in distress,
But soon found out that the strangers were friendly.
The strangers greeted them like a family,
They led the men to their tent,
Making sure that their content.
The guys ate till their stomachs hurt
Until they saw maidens that they started to flirt.
They went to stupendous concerts,
Singing like exquisite swans,
Not like noisy lawns.
Dancing like funny clowns,
And wearing handmade crowns.
Laughter lurked around the air
And yellow pansies looked so fair.
Nature is so beautiful.
Lions so fearless
With their handsome pointy teeth.
At night,
Voyagers watched in hunger
As hunters hunted viciously at a huge juicy deer.
Soon the prey tumbled and fell,
The audience would scream and stood to cheer.
Using two sticks they started a fire,
The men watched the meal turned
From juicy red to chocolate brown.
They ate it cooked
While hunters had it raw.
Blood burst as they chewed,
They looked so scary
That their kids screeched.