Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2019 | Page 65

Ba Ba, look what I’ve become.
I’m a man.
I’m strong.
I’m courageous.
I’m an adventurer.
I have seen the chaos of battle and felt the magnificence of gold and silver galore.
I’ve tasted the salty mist from the waves that make your eyes well up.
I’ve smelt the boldness of coffee from the different world.
China was the only thing I knew, but now
I know what it’s like out there, beyond our middle kingdom.
But nothing has prepared me for this.
Ba Ba, I came home to you.
Why aren’t you there?
I did everything for you.
All of this, just to come back to the agony of destruction.
Why did God have to make the crashing water terrorize my home?
I left you
I knew I was too cowardly
To protect you.
Do you know how I feel?
I wanted to show you the world,
To let you feel the wind against your cheek as you flew across the water.
I became strong for you.
I grew, just to look at the nothingness where you should be.
Where my home should be.
i’m never going back.