I heard a woman's cry

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Catherine Yen

I heard a woman's cry
day and night
from sleep to awake
from youth to age
With a naive childish
By the mournful tongue
Overflowing the pacific rim
Just wonder the wail is loud and high
for a past decade
Bringing somehow her soul down to the underground
That incessant presumptuousity
Generated a weird wind
Following her hound
Generation by generation

She used her interpretation
Imposingly her will into translation
Ah, I pity on those poets
Didn't aware and notice
Their art world and spirits had been totally reversed
Without a genuine poetic will
The voice is also aloud
As her crying over the split and
The passed
Alas in asking the heaven
What render a soul and persistence in such a pity and helplessness
Only false innocence and naivety
Would suffocate the earth
Continuously vociferate the true confession aga