Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2019 | Page 107

I am lost in a daze of confusion, bewildered by ethics and morality,
My childhood dream seems lost to me,
I have shifted from explorer to traitor,
I want to bring her to home as the Emperor’s queen, but I am in love.
By the pure chance of luck and miracle, I stumble upon a fellow sailor,
Aki Wong, I give him some of the round, ball-shaped tree food, that I have found,
Then, quite hesitantly, I show him my friend,
To my disgust, he treats her like an animal, beating her with a stick.
I try not to think about what is happening,
In this mysterious and beautifully inspiring place, but I can’t,
She is my nightmare, she is my reality,
I can’t sleep, I miss her, I love her - where has she gone?
Weeks go by, and I wish this place goodbye,
I, Hua Long Xia, captain of the ship, name this place Africa.
I miss my friend, she is underneath everything, at the bottom of the ship,
She must feel terrible, I feel a burning sickness.
I can't stop thinking about her,
My life has found something with a meaning,
I pray that she can be treated like anyone else,
But something inside tells me she will not.
We arrive back to the Fragrant Harbour,
They bring her out of the hold,
Our faces exchange understanding glances,
She comes towards me but is taken to my Emperor.
I ask for royal permission for her to come and live with me,
For his queen is my queen,
The answer is no, for she is a trophy,
An exotic display, to be used, showing others the superiority of China.
I have lost all of my faith in love, and humanity,
Those who judge her, only because of her skin,
I am also judged solely because I do not judge,
In attempting to fulfil my childhood dream, I am left empty,
I can't take it anymore,
I love her dearly, but I hate to see her resented like this,
My Queen, Savannah,
I love you,