Memories (One一)

By Pastor Wang Yi
Translated by Eastern Pleb

When I was young, I thought
Love was something I would die for.
After I married I learnt
That it was something I must pathetically live for.


[1] Wang Yi’s works are available on where this poem is the first of a series of his memories rendered into poetic form. This poem was translated and used with permission. Translation was done by a pseudonymous contributor out of fear of reprisal by the People’s Republic of China (PRC) which still holds Wang Yi in prison for practicing his faith. While most Americans assume the PRC is contained to China or Asia most businesses working internationally must beware possible reprisal by their government.


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