Suppose

by anonymous on 2011-05-13 15:06:40

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Suppose

Category: Poetry Added Time: January 13, 2011, 2:00:52 PM Source: admin Clicks: 32

Suppose time could be reversed to before May 12, 2008,

Suppose my father were still alive

Suppose my mother were still alive

Suppose my wife were still here

Suppose my son were still with me

Suppose everything was like it used to be

Evenings when the whole family would sit at the dinner table

Watching TV

Eating the meals cooked by my mother

How happy I would have been

But

I didn't realize how happy I was then

Now that everything is gone, I yearn for the past

Suppose my legs were still strong

And I could go to work as usual

Even if my rival got promoted

And I was criticized by my boss

I would still smile cheerfully

Unfortunately

I didn't smile when I should have

I didn't cry when I should have

Suppose there was no care from society

Suppose there was no support from all sides

Suppose there were no rescuers among strangers

Suppose the government didn't intervene

Suppose I lived in an older era

Suppose I faced a disaster like the Yellow River breach or the Huayuankou incident

How could I ever smile?

How could I survive in this world?

Suppose there were no such disasters

Suppose I were still whole

Every day I would walk briskly

Just to make money

Every day I would be busy

Chasing fame and fortune

How could I miss the dinner table at home every night

And the joyous faces of my family?

Suppose there were no such disasters

In my heart, I would think more about myself

How could I remember to be grateful to those unfamiliar faces?

Suppose there were no disasters

Dear relatives, compatriots

Before, I only knew to be cautious and guard against strangers

How could I know you are my benefactors

You are my saviors

We are interconnected like lips and teeth, flesh and blood

Suppose there were no disasters

How could I not feel the greatness of my homeland

I have kind compatriots

I have so many treasures more precious than money

I have so much property more meaningful than selfish interests

In the past

I had everything

But I never felt warmth

Now

My family is broken

My body is incomplete

But my heart has become tender

It's been stripped of its calluses