Weapons Room installation 2009

Way of progress

When and where
Should I tear
This world of total despair
Talking nonsense
Raising nuisance
Gone is poor human conscience
Day and night
Fumble with long lost sight
Eyes linger
Hearts wonder
All lost in abnormal bewilderment
Rice grains
Money coins
Unreasonable relations
Constantly we struggle
Against everyone of us
To repay permanent population loan
Miss a train by
Catching a bus
Miss a bus by
Setting out on foot
Such is our way of progress.
 

Poem: Way of progress

Author: John Jade
From the Zheda Post, Zhejiang University, Hangzhou

Vol.- II No – 12 Saturday, May 6, 1989

 

Künstler: Hu Xiang/Installationen

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