Hong Kong
March 30, 2020
The hollow grasp
Cannot last;
Their voice slinks out
From the vice-grip
Scaling itself
To avoid the usual routines
That could expose its nascent
Dream.
It closes in upon itself
To protect each fledgling
Rebel citizen
Nudging away the demons of
Complacency
It comes in the firing line of
Authority
Its heart has opened up
Its vulnerabilities
Nothing can stifle
A freedom
That hasn’t forgotten
Its history.
This is the time for
Glory
The world is now just
An oyster
Freedom is pearled
Safely amidst
Disaster.