#0

A sailor stands on the raft,

The ocean is calm and still,

God doesn’t accept the peace,

then brings storm to him,

The ocean before is the prelude.

He’s disgruntled, he’s angry.

Why he’s being treat like this, So pathetic,

there’s no reason.

He try’s to steady the minute raft in surge,

But he fails.He begins to doubt himself,

providence,

everything,

But the deed is done.

With his eyes open,

he floated on the ocean.

There’s nothing in his eyes now,

And a surge sweeps him under the water

#1

At first, I’m a malcontent.

Then, I change to a sceptic.

At last, I become a zombie

#2-1

I’m not blind,

At least I had the confidence before.

Why things only appeared once,

Then I see nothing again.

Is this optional blindness, or why I only see for once.

Do those truly exist, even if I’m sure they do.

Am I insane.

#2-2

How should I feel,

Painful? Angry? Annoyed?

I have no idea.

I only know,

Truth is right in front of me,

But I don’t have the chance to see.

#3-1

People are different,

Not appearance,

Appearance is too superficial;

Not heart,

Heart is too vague.

It’s identity.

There used to be thousands of them,

But now, there’re only two:

Positive, and negative.

How are we different from others?

We aren’t, at least for now.

#3-2

In the past,

We want to avoid conflicts,

Social relations are too complicated,

Have to be careful with every step we take.

But now,

We seek for conflicts,

Conflicts that happen between more than two groups,

Too monotonous.

#3-3

Who was I?

I was a child, a grand child, a student, a patient, a pet’s owner, a volleyballer, a man, a teenager.

Who am I?

I’m prisoner

Whose NAT test shows negative.

#4-1

Here comes the call to the war, the war in silence.

Warriors drag their wounded bodies,

Jump into the bottomless abyss without hesitation.

We fail.

Warriors jump without hesitation,

When the mouth opened.

The mouth opens again,

Only bones are spit out.

#5-1

I looked up, The sun was shining, the wind was blowing, birds were singing.

The sky was blue.

Now I look up, The sun is shining, the wind is blowing, birds are singing, The sky is still blue,

But the sky is gray.

#5-2

There’s a huge branch on the tree, With medium-sized branches on that huge branch,

And tiny branches on those medium-sized branches.

First, tiny branches fall down because of the wind,

Then, medium-sized branches fall down because of the snowstorm,

Finally, the huge branch falls down because of the electric saw.

#5-3

Heads are down in the street, in the city.

If notice them,

Please take their desperation, and don’t take it as their self-abasement

#6

At first, I’m full of anger.

Then, I’m full of confusion.

At last, I’m full of nothing.