Kung Hey Fat Choy Poem by Thomas Vaughan Jones

Fireworks in the city,
Dragons in the street;
A thousand chanting voices,
The sound of dancing feet.

Noisy, joyful chaos;
Boisterous good cheer;
Chinese celebration
of another year.

Swirling scarlet sashes,
Ribbons streaming by;
Joss sticks gently smoulder,
Smoke climbs to the sky.

There the prayers assemble,
waiting to be heard.
Softly spoken whispers,
secret wishes shared.

Who foretells the answers?
Does the future hold
happiness or sadness.
Poverty or gold.

One more year has ended
old scars fade away away.
This is our new future
starting from today.