China In Your Hands
by Anita Patricia Chandradatt
China in your hands, what are you going to do?
Be careful what you wish for, it just might come true.
The clock is ticking; decisions you don?t want to make,
Your head is pounding... there?s so much at stake.
The past returns, it haunts you like a ghost.
The things you want to forget, are the things that stand out the most.
A tale is about to unfold, so read it carefully...
The truth we have within us can be doubt so easily.
A treasure, once held in your hands, was thrown out to the sea.
Its future unsure, left in the hands of thee.
Time passed by and lives moved on...
Answers to questions you find that you yearn for.
You try to fill that space where that treasure once belonged,
To find that something was missing, something just seemed wrong.
A moment back in time is about to take place,
Memories once faded will take back that empty space.
That treasure once held in your hands,
Re-washed upon the shore,
Tangled in weeds, tarnished by weather,
Doubts of its value... remain unsure.
A chance is given to recapture that gold,
That treasure you once held dear, forever lost you were told.
China at your hands, what are you going to do?
Your profound wish has finally come true...
You pick it up gently, a tear in your eye;
A chance is given... a chance in time.
Its value is greater and the history untold,
weeds around will slowly unwind.
A treasure that is lost is hard to replace,
Duplicates are there, but nothing compares.
China in our hands, what are you going to do?
Don?t let it slip away this time... China belongs to you.
THIS POEM IS DEDICATED TO MICHAEL
I AM SORRY I COULDN'T HELP YOU TO UNDERSTAND
THE MEANING OF "CHINA IN YOUR HANDS"
ONE DAY YOU WILL...