dirge

of

a

prisoner

about

to

be

shot

on

the

shores

of

west

hill

island

on

lake

taihu

the

sands

and

water

are

melancholy

but

serene

kapow !

the

birds

rise

for

their

universe

has

ceased

but

unknowing

they

fly

on

where

would

i

rather

die ?

on

the

shores

of

west

hill

island

looking

across

at

the

hills