Saigon in August, the tragic song - Thanh Trac Nguyen Van's poem

Saigon in August, the tragic song – Thanh Trac Nguyen Van’s poem

Thanh Trac Nguyen Van

Saigon in August is a tragic song

Shadows of the wicked death men / Black scythes dragging across the rooftops. (Painting: Dinh Truong Chinh)

Stepping back, now sneaking in
Flickering ghosts
Shadows of the wicked death men
The black scythe dragged across the rooftops.
Self-satisfied with subjectivity
No mask
No distance
Many Saigon people fell
Incense smoke drifts away in the shape of a question mark
Luck or human fate?
The lights of Saigon are out, are they?
The land of Ben Nghe is completely healed, and the flock of birds hastily flew away and did not land
The bells of Notre-Dame Cathedral are choking with the pain of emptiness
Isolating tape measure the sound of Ben Thanh market
Aggressive virus swarms flood into haunting children’s cries
The black squirrels also race to nibble at the moon at the end of the street…
Saigon lights do not lurk, still shine
The benevolent alley once again sprouted green sprouts for free
The door of the mutual love inn blooms with heavy bags of bread
Rice ATM tower, Nghia Tinh bus resounded with many footsteps of good people
From the North to the South, each box of vaccines is quietly handed over
The whole country stretched out their arms to embrace Saigon…
Injured Saigon
Saigon wipes tears
Saigon stands up
The rivers are still flowing towards the East Sea
Nha Rong Harbor
A pink sun

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