Parliament 国会

早上去了国会，
每个人衣冠楚楚、谈笑风生，
大大的宴会厅，摆满吃不完的食物，
冷冷的国会大厦里，一下子为国庆别针举行推介礼，一下子为历届国会议员排名榜开幕。
想到那些无家可归的非法木屋居民，将被驱逐的原住民，在生死边缘搏斗的一群，
我真正感觉到什么是“朱门酒肉臭，路有痛死骨”。议会斗争- 突然让我觉得好讽刺。
太多太多事情，看到了要当听不到，知道了却又帮不到。就算我肢体健全，又算什么？
心情灰灰。

I went to the Parliament this morning. Those parliamentarians, so called "people's representatives"dressed gorgeously and chatted happily to each other. A lot of food in the banquet hall were to be thrown away.

There is a Chinese phrase goes:"In the mansions, rolling luxury allows wine and meat to go rotten away;On the streets, grinding poverty causes dead bodies to freeze and decay."

When I think of those homeless , indigenous people and people who are struggling for life and death everyday, such an ironic feeling rises.

Most of the time, I have to pretend to be deaf and dumb, blind and crippled. Most of the time, there is nothing I can do . I am blessed with a healthy body, but , what for?