by Michael H. Brownstein
Zhu Yufu, do not let go of the arrow
you hold within your words,
keep it straight and keep it with you—
the bow it comes from comes from good
and its aim is true and its aim
will not miss. There is power in arrows,
words and sound, and they worry
the powers and the want to be powers
and those who continue to corrupt power.
Your arrow made of many fine things
will find its mark in the Square of Hope,
The Square of Poetry, the Square of Peace.
Know we are with you. We hold arrows too.