China Poem by Bai Hua
China
Through all ages the river never disposes of a voice
you listen, I listen
that voice
echoes a noun that brings tears
this noun that solely belongs to tears
no matter what dialect it speaks
makes us weak, inferior
never once sympathized by mankind
Of course, it has suffered too much
unworthy of sympathy in this world
yet this noun
each time I hear it, I'll shiver in pain
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