Poor - Remote Township Poem by Cui Gya

Poor - Remote Township

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Through the lonely highway
Arriving at the end of city body
Where hot money has never flowed since ancient times
It's always sparsely populated
Most of restaurants are empty
Characteristic Tourism thoughts in previous years
Gaving birth to an antique street
The ancients are gone, the old customs are gone
Grey walls are new
Looking at it, same color with some decadence
Front shop back house and yard
Bare ground
Lying garbage
They have never been classified
Even sulfur dioxide is left here by the air
Shops on the street
Few hosts
Prominent wrinkles
A word talking
The teeth rusted by years
They expose a lifetime of embarrassment
And the dilemma of one place

Poor - Remote Township
Friday, September 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: town
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The reality of the north town also needs poetry
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 25 September 2020

The ancients are gone, the old customs are gone Grey walls are new Looking at it, same color with some decadence Front shop back house and yard Bare ground Lying garbage Old customs are gone. new grey walls. crying over the past experiences and comparing it with the new. a fine poem. tony

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