Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2020complete | Page 60

Conflict – A worrying tale. Harrow International School Beijing, Luk, Michael - 13 The noise of the factories and the sounds of the tired city. The puffs of the corroded pipes booming the lucrative industry. As old as the rolling hills of the faraway lands. The shot of a gun, the death of a man. A shrill yelp for help was heard miles away. Away, long gone with nothing to say. There was a weathered road winding towards the horizon. There was an eternal hope of grasping the end. There was a desired goal to prosper in life. There was a cheerful time where fear was but an idea. There were merit and virtue amidst the eyes of a child. There was a sacred bond, a trust between all men alike. The dictum of the paperboy, “Allow the news to be known, We will place a new place. In a place, we all know.” A cheer broke loose. The masses went chaotic. They had woken the entire continent. They were all so dramatic. Let the petty conflicts be halted. Let the helpless slaves be freed. Let the brand-new land become an exemplum of peace. An exemplum of opulence and economic prosperity. The sounds of the city as busy as it can be, Building relations across land and seas. Although, it may be a concept awaiting, Which sounds absurd and preposterous. A utopian society filled with wealthy folk. Has the government ever lied to me?