carpediem的博客
勝況空自知
動車 · 慟車
When the morning train left Beijing on July 23 2011, the passengers did not expect their fancy vehicle would become the train of mourning. Roaring on the high-speed rail link southbound, it was often described to be traveling like a bolt of lightening – until it was struck by a real one. Talk about irony.
The disastrous collision may be a perfect metaphor for contemporary China. For decades, the whole nation has transformed into a high-speed train with a sole engine of GDP. The unstoppable monster has long derailed from the tracks of law and moral values. Like any desperados on the run, the Chinese Communist Party kidnapped this intimidating vehicle, and drives it recklessly to its self-destruction. All the Chinese on board serve as both cheap fuel for the engine and also ceremonious funerary objects to the doomed wreckage…
Sadly, even though deep sorrow, anger, and powerlessness keep me up at such a deep night, all I can do is send a few keyboard strokes to the departed. May they rest in peace. At least, Heaven doesn’t have high-speed train, thunders, or Communists.
來不及收拾散落的玩具、手機
記憶、甚至軀體
下一趟車已經出發
人人都在急赴末世的宴席
我們等不及
招魂幡也不必升起
我們一路狂奔
靈魂早已隨風而逝
透過車窗 最後一瞥
為什麽它們掩麵啜泣
不怕它們化成魑魅魍魎
我們不可一世 富裕張揚
豪邁 如殉葬的兵馬俑
在權力眼裏
卻根本沒有生命的痕跡
我們還兼為這趟夜行列車
卑微的燃料
青煙縷縷
是給GDP 圖騰和
紅朝盛世的血祭
我們都是小伊伊
在這個神奇的國度裏
生存本身就是奇跡
我們都是小伊伊
要活著從和諧號的殘殼裏爬出去
