My Picture: Xinxiang, Henan Province, China.

Like most others
I have come through
sadness and
loves deep nights.
And let them have their moments.

Now I see through
the wasted landscape,
and broadcasts
that say nothing.
Lamenting only a
laugh and an echo passing by.

A grey cry of the future,
is enough to make things grow.
And suffer the castigation
of my thinning dreams,
now so quickly dispatched.