Poem by Chan Mongol
March 7 of 2021
I saw her body in the state of horror
I saw the shell of the pearl at the shore.
Since, she was at the shore in her old age
She couldn't return to her youth resources.
The shell lost stamina and cried to get a right ride
She was violently pushed to the shore to die, by the tide.
Inner parts of her body will be sold out as the pearl
The pearl will beautify the wealthy human girl.