In The Face Of Moral Sin Poem by C.D. Xiang

The river flows soothingly yonder,
The mountains and valleys above have azure skies,
Intensely confounded and feeling voluptuous,
For the nifty zephyr is everywhere, aloft and above.

Down therein yonder,
Strident recrimination hitherto transpire,
Stringent laws, viz discrimination,
Therein is the reception of hell.

Stymieing, not minding,
Affluent people, have auxiliaries, slaves,
Indigent people are innocent to be slaves,
Invariably being sold to recalcitrants people.

Intensely confounded, not voluptuous,
Abject confound, not euphoria,
Is the world of 22'st millenium.

Reverting to BC is the maiden thing to redress,
Reverting to be the antiquarian of the past,
Shall not redress,
Shall harbour regrets.