Like wild stallions

We cannot hold back change

Pasting over the ages

With up-market make-up

Or costly make-believe

Traditions, trophies, entitlements

Privilege, pride and arrogance

Let entropy be my dignity

Despite heart-wrenching fear

Or maybe it’s a visceral thrill!

For we’re riding on

Wild stallions full-tilt!

Cheung-Ling Wong

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