Foot binding
In those days
The books say:
'Women's feet
Were small,
Naturally,
Or were tied.'
We speak of China,
Not near, not too far!
Women were nothing but,
Heat for the bed,
Slow walks,
Being leashed was a must.
Today when all of us
Went to work for TELUS,
The building was a house.
Came a man, age, thirties,
Stepped out to help me,
Though good in English,
His culture was Chinese.
We asked him and he was,
Unaware of where, how,
Concisely he replied:
'My mother knows it all! '
History in my mind
Politely, I smiled.
And pictured:
Mao Zedong!
He swam and he fought,
Resisted, learned, and taught:
'Chinese must have pride…'
He reached out to the skies,
Brought down British Sun!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem