when nations collide in the China Sea
flattening tall grass into tatamis along its banks
cascading ramps of rock resting turtles
tossing debris crashing into corners
clouds move north while waters south
trouble gushing at its oily mouth
farmers suffer, scooters inconvenienced
but the squall in the south sea islands
has nothing to do with us
waters cloudy from the rush to judgement
friction from the rubbing brushes
power for electric city
diverted to the stock-holders pockets
benefiting none i see
flushed water passes by wasted
the milky Han overflows
the trickle of trickle-down economy
tick tick ticking time bomb
not going quietly
5-16-14
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