The furious dragon rose roaring in the east
Hide, O people, in the nearest cave you find
Save yourselves from the fire spitting beast!
Two women wearing leaf hats in
the open field
Brace the fire bravely while they weed grass
What metal are their backs their lives to shield!
Tribal synonyms sincerity, body and soul’s grit
While solid rocks rant and all lives on earth pant
What compels you, O sisters, is
any reason fit?
To bring grain to our pots and to
our children
It’s the reason that yields us
hard and brave
All pains and burns in the eve
will vastly gladden!
Xavier Bage
Wed, April 13, 2016
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