I hear of nations <br />Sleek like eel <br />Of road networks <br />Twisting like my ma's waterleaf stem in her tiny farm <br />Smooth as a baby's bottom <br /> <br /> I hear of states <br />Shimmering like moon's reflect on waters <br />Of water systems <br />Snaking like tiny tributaries <br />Channeled to all homes <br />All figured out you can’t fault <br /> <br /> I hear of nations <br />Magnificent as the morning sun <br />Of steady electricity <br />Constantly peeking at you <br />As with the clouds <br />Always up in the sky <br /> <br /> I hear of states <br />Proud as fine horses <br />Of governments and successors <br />Building fortress impenetrable <br />Rising after every fall <br />Forging ahead <br />Like they've never being down <br /> <br /> I hear of nations <br />Evolving <br />As with pupa to beautiful butterflies <br />Of schools with actual teachers <br />Of hospitals with doctors who know <br />Of parks peaceful u can actually unwind <br />Of ice-cream other than vanilla flavor <br />Of food markets without rots <br /> <br /> And I wonder <br /> All but hearsay? <br /> <br />February 15,2009 <br />chenna<br /><br />Chenna Linda<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/but-all-hearsay/
