through those tides

I’m swimming in high tides of modern society,
Surrounded with what is so called bad energy.
“Oh, money, money, making me wealthy”,
Echoing from large transnational companies.

Everywhere, here and there,
Constant Greed is the normal philosophy.
“Let’s make money, let’s live luxury”
And yes, be captured in state of captivity.

Oh, is that the so-called perpetual ecstasy?
What is the meaning of simplicity?
What really is life and its beauty?
Is that the only way to be happy?

And for me, for myself
Am I sinking against the tides?
Still see myself, no matter why,
Holding myself with my pride.

……

Oh boy, finally this piece can be done. How long I had been thinking about it, and how long had I left it undone until now? I had tried to write more beautifully, more meaningfully. But so far, this is all I’ve got. The piece has been cut, has been added, had been transformed – yet, finally be itself, and be somehow completed. Partially completed, if not perfectly completed!