A young couple, their arms intertwined.
12 year old Nandan,
As he hands out yellow ribbons,
Flying on the side of a highway
That has become home to thousands.
Questions, concerns, hesitations,
My head is abuzz and
Second-guessing my heart.
But then a young woman,
Who I may otherwise have walked past
On a crowded street,
Our eyes never to meet,
Offers me a granola bar- and a smile.
And a bespectacled student walks by,
Sharing his portable fan with the crowd,
As "HONG KONG, GA YAU!"
Breaks through this collection of
Empassioned youth across four districts
Of love and peace.
Wearing my own yellow ribbon,
Tonight, on the streets of Central, one of the Occupy organizers I was camped out across from made a call for people to add poetry to the messages they were writing on cardboard with their words of support and love for the movement. I had written this earlier in the day, and decided to write it out and dedicate it to her. Her name was Kylie, and she adored the gesture, almost as much as I adored her and her enthusiasm. I feel pretty excited to have my work out in the world, especially in support of something like this. Here are some articles about what's going on in Hong Kong right now that I think are interesting and informative to read.