A CHINESE POEM
poem by:
Kenvil Atkins
Written
on Jan 01, 2026
Ships drifting on the horizon The smell of hay in the fields Birds flying high, touching the clouds A darkness fell upon the morning light The sounds of war echo in the past Through a whistling of bamboo swaying And the pelican jockeys for its domain Searing heat, the farmer harvests soybeans Feeding a people of a forgotten past Who can bring the birth of a nation to boot Kenvil Atkins, poet / for Caribbean Dreams poetry.
Tags: Happy, Humor, Beat, Inspirational, Hope,
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Roxanne Dubarry commented on Jan 04, 2026 at 10:38pm
Even in the world of George Orval's 1984's prototype in China, life goes on as the farmer harvests his/her croup of soybeans. Their sounds of war did not just echo in the past but still is echoing globally today. Yes, they are the people of their forgotten and deleted past. Who can bring a nation to boot? Not the Russians, not the Iranians and not even the Americans. Only God Almighty, Jesus Christ can bring the birth of any nation to boot!
