I don't want to talk about peace with you
——Thoughts after the plane crash on January 8, 2020
By Jing Yu
I don't want to talk about peace
With you
When someone clenches their fists
Bravely or fearfully
Raising arms
I just want to take you to the cemetery
Bone will never read again
The Scriptures only you understood
Any coffin
There will be a day when no one visits
I don't want to
Discuss with you the plunder behind those gunfire
Or the history of land and religion
Nor mention
The veterans’ unstoppable nightmare
At late every night
And those Oath
Engraved on rusted cannons
When you look up at the eternal blue sky
Breathing transparent
The air that never felt
Or touching the grass
And the velvety petals
Beside your feet
please tell me
Other life
Is it the same as you
Can live like this
我不想和你談有關和平的問題
——有感於2020年1月8號空難
文/靜語
當有人握緊拳頭
勇敢 或是恐懼地
舉起武器的時候
我不想和你談
有關和平的問題
我隻想帶你到墓園走一走
白骨不會再念
你自己理解的經文
任何一個棺木
都會有不再有人拜訪的一天
我也不想
和你探討那些炮火背後的掠奪
或是土地和宗教的曆史
更不會提及多年後
老兵們在每一個深夜
無法停止的夢魘
以及那些刻在生了鏽的大炮上
曾經的誓言
當你抬頭望向永恒的藍天
吸一吸透明的
從不曾察覺的空氣
或是撫摸腳邊的青草
以及那天鵝絨般的花瓣
請告訴我
其他的生命
是否還和你一樣
可以這樣地活著
