Why The Days I’m Living In Are So Strange?

by Tran Nhuan Minh

Why the days I’m living in are so strange?
Where do the Agricultural teachers go
To let the schoolboy of the 11th class go to the fields
To invent the machine for farmers to produce

Why the days I’m living in are so strange?
While retrograding one is proud of oneself,
even when poor and hungry one is still boasting
Selling “choi dot” while building a few villas
People who devastated Nature go to conserve
the environment

Why the days I’m living in are so strange?
The person that exterminated injustices, is also
the one who himself re-established them
This modern time Truth and the Morality of our Ancestors
All are measured by the value of money…

Why the days I’m living in are so strange?
The shortest way is from a meal to the cemetery
And the longest way is from the words to the action
Until when can that matter could be reversed?…

Why the days I’m living in are so strange?…

“Choi dot” means “the broom made of the dot tree that is similar to the reed tree in a number of towns in the frontier of North Vietnam”.