Alan Wong Poems

I hate the bus and i hate the train
I hate the way that you go away
Here i am inside this train
I think right now i got nothing to say
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'Do you like John? '

'No! '
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I know this is not a poem, and it's a short story! I want to share with you guys......hope you'll enjoy!

On 4 November 2008, the day Barack Obama never forgets in his life. Sooner he will be the President of the United State of America. During his 2 years long-term marathon presidential campaign, he always mentioned about “Changes”. Do American people really want to change? Do American people think Obama’s experience or previous works can change America? Do American people think he is a dreamer, just to show that he has the ability to change? Obama always said he could change this or that thing, but what in him that couldn’t change is the colour of his skin. “Is colour of the skin really matters? Does ability of a human being can be differentiated by their colour of their skin? ” Obama proved it doesn’t matter.
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Beatles came along,
The Beat of the Sound,
Natural River flows to Nile,
Civilization bang the drum,
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Wish I was a child
Here in your arms
I could feel the heat and the breathe
The kindness in the world
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I used to be a Watch
But now i am a Clock

I used to be a Plant
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