a testimony.

Xoix Xou ( Little Snow)

Ma,
Daily fights the earth,
To gain a meal,
From a kitchen,
That all pests have left.

Pa,
Her wariness blind,
Seeks denial,
Drink in hand
Through tobacco’s haze.

She,
Unfulfilled dreams.
Looks for change,
The neon’s call
Unrealistically.

The dull & dank
Chill’s not just external.
The room drains hope,
She prays.

He answers,
She phones.
They touch,
Hope revives,
Christ lives.


(Written in China)
 
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