Mai's New Poetry

How many times LA?

How many times must the country ask you
To put down the arms of violence.
How many times must the city's children hear the violence.
As you shoot and stab the innocent.
To suffer so in a choking grip,
Pushing back with a sound so swift,
Shooting the gun and now your dead.

How much longer until we're dead?
Sufferings, the children cry as they hear
The guns in the night.
The barren city filled with crime,
How much longer must we face the worst?
It maybe sad, but this remains true.
Towards the end no peace can be granted.
How much longer do we need to keep fighting?
As we defend our homes from invaders,
Trying to keep ourselves strong.
Where is the peace we wanted?

Devil Be Mine, You are unkind

Devil be mine,
You are unkind.
Hurting those
who are humble.
You mumble secrets
And poison.
Like venomous, hissing serpent
You strike the faithful.
And down they fall,
Using belief to stand back up.
Devil go home.
You are no more wanted.
Existence is unbelievable
Return to the depths of hell.
For you cretin are Satan incarnate.
Devil be gone,
Forever no more,
I don’t believe in thee…

What Evil Does

From here the blood drips,
Slowly slipping to the ground,
The knife falls from his grip
Panic sets in his head,
As he considers it was all lies,
That he had killed her tonight,
He ran away to hide,
For fear he would be found.

Madness is his only friend and enemy,
Whispering encouraging words.
Counting and teasing,
Badgering and cheating,
Taunting and angry,
Until he kills again,
He found no place,
Just the disembodied voices
….whispers....

They speak.
“Go, go on kill again.”
And he yells “No!”
Crunching snow beneath his feet he screams,
For someone stop this man,
Capture him and lock him away,
No more hiding,
He comes out again
To kill his next prey.

I thought of a poem I wrote in 2nd grade...


So I rewrote what I remembers


I wish I could fly,
High into the night sky,
To escape the pain of the world,
That is blind to fellow man,
I want to fly into a world of silence,
In darkness' embrace I know where I am

I wish I could fly,
Into the clouds
Far away from the earth that is my home
into space and join the stars in their glittering glory.

I wish could fly,
With wings on my back,
Grown out of flesh,
Jump into the air and escape death,
Fly over the graveyards of my ancestors
And pay them respect.

I wish I could fly
Far from this life...