Poems of Dang Xiong
|1.||A Helping Hand||5/11/2008|
|9.||Taken For Granted||5/30/2008|
|10.||The One I Love||9/3/2009|
Taken For Granted
The forests, one by one, they disappear;
Tree by tree falling down,
The roar of chainsaws against tree trunks,
The forests, taken for granted.
Drop, drip, drip, fresh water down the drain;
There's soo much fresh water that we'll never run out,
But we will, it's not an unlimited source,
Water, also taken for granted.