MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 553: ANGER AND LOGIC
pervasive perverse pleasure
laments lost logic
anger arson scene
fiery flames to loot and shoot
logic flee and freeze
fuzzy logic world
supremacy sunk and stunk
anger as sensor
This run of haiku/senryu is in response to Ronovan Poetry Prompt, ANGER AND LOGIC, posted on 1st June, 2020.
There is Black protest against White brutality. There is also Black violence against Yellow; endless racialism and divide. Anger is a universal emotive force; there is a global brutality. There were reports of looting and shooting in the mass protest. We could not ignore the background poverty and discrimination. Our social system is much more complex, for the divisions seep deeper than seen on surface. The cruelty repeats ad nauseam. It can only begin with ourselves.
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MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 551: JACK AND BEANSTALKS
one system for two
haunt of independence hope
delude by wet dream
seeds feed on wet rolls
beanstalks grow high to heaven
weak cultural root
Jack descend to liberate
No rainbows in clouds
Recently China announces that Hong Kong will have one nation under one system, like all other places in the country. For over a year, probably a third of residents there protested about two systems and with demands, amounting to Independence. They dislike the two system or one or whatever under CPC. This is an impossible dream to cede away from central government. No country in the world allows separation. Even United Kingdom is under threat of breaking up.
Hong Kong varsities have high ranking status academically, but the outcome of these clogged up brains is good enough for the drains. They not only fail to understand their own cultural roots and history. They also fail miserably in understanding the West, especially American freedom and democracy. They are a weird hybrid, infested with magical thinking.
I was listening to breaking news on Malaysia on current political events, and the latest laws on covid d pandemic on extended CMO (Controlled Movement Order). I made a joke on passing motion on the corridors of power, and bowel movement due to constipation. My family has problem understanding such shitty English pun. I asked myself whether there’s poetry in it, and the link in the news I listened. Without being crude, the morals fall out faster than the shits among politicians.
This is a translated poem by Du Fu, a popular Chinese poet, sage historian, and humble civil servant in Tang Dynasty (712-770AD). I have chosen to translate in haiku/senryu, instead of line to line rendition of five characters regulated verse, in couplets per line, with total of four lines.
The original title is Facing Snow, written in 756. There was an An Lu rebellion in Chang-an and the poet was arrested and locked up in the city in winter. The couplet depicted the suffering of war and the hardship in winter, living with little money to procure wine to keep warm, and inadequate clothing. He sang his sorrow in solitude, with weariness about war, winter and poverty.
We share his sentiments about the illegitimacy of state affairs and corruptions, and our restricted freedom in MCO. We have an extended lockup. Our calamities with covid-19 pandemic is a war with disease and out of balances in living. Our “winter” will be prolonged, lasting a year or two. By the end of the upheaval, if not sick or dead, we would be bankrupt, or jobless for some. Like Du Fu, we are healed in the poetry of living., the morals of love and compassion. It is always in darkness that human beings awake with new understanding. We see the shadows of our ego and desire better in the dark, for the little light that shines shows the way out of the tunnel.
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With almost 2 million cases and 126 thousand dead globally, the US blame game against WHO and China is still unabated. With such mindset, the cases and mortality will rise further in US, with 25 thousand cases and 2400 death daily. The disease rages on, irrespective of the media propaganda against others.
In Malaysia, despite the strict MCO, we have reached 5000 cases and 82 dead, and will continue to rise above 6000, and hopefully it will be a halt, if the citizens comply with the orders as advised. We cannot deny that the restrictions are causing personal and community hardship. In this run of haiku, I am using all the common words encountered to form a poem, sharing the hardship with all. My intention is never to alarm, but to alert readers. If we comply with all the recommendations by WHO, available to all, including Trump, then there’s no problem with wearing masks, social distancing, wash and sanitize, until all hell is over.
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Covid novel 19 is on an exponential and destructive path throughout the world, with almost 1.79 m cases and 110 thousand dead. US top the world in total cases (53 K) and mortality (21K), but fall far behind in crisis management, and shortage of masks, respirators and beds. Unfortunately their top medical brains and experts are not in control. This is the saddest part in American history. All 50 states are infected. By the end of March, the US reported only 70 cases of Covid 19 , but two weeks later, the figures turned alarming. Like it or not, precious time was wasted in useless rhetoric, while the virus keep multiplying and mutating, and infected in diverse ways. The man in charge is in a bull ring. The same tragedy occurs in Europe and UK (almost 80K cases, 9.9k dead).
In Malaysia, we have 4683 cases, with 76 dead; a figure high by south East Asian comparison, but has more transparencies than some neighboring nations. Our Health Minister follows WHO guidelines and even Oxford Guides well. We have tightened our surveillance and imposes heavy fine and punishment who those who infringe the MCO (Movement Control Order). The problems are our under 18 teenagers (some 7000), who find staying at home render them insane or bored. In fact, if one stays at home, there is no issues with masks, safe social distance, gloves, sanitizers and wash; provided one learns to keep fit physically, emotionally and mentally. Personally we have benefited from the isolation, in terms of learning more about proper balance in community living, and we pool and share our experience in e –chats and social media. Of course, there are many who just forwarded their mails, without reading or reflecting on its validity. We have learned much from the West, and the learning will now take a reversal role. In crisis they sacrifice their aging and disabled; we don’t, or rather, the old has the wisdom to stay alive or accept death as it comes.
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