WANG

only one of us can be
it's not you and me
only one of us will be
it's just him

tenis shoes untied
in our air-conditioned lives
just a t-shirt
and his will to strive

cause we don't know when it rains
cause we don't feel the sunny days
while we're being buried,
in this patch cemetery

cause we talk and
type and talk again
while he types and
talks and types away

without complaints
we want to be like him
naturally taped eyes
an example of an employee

cause we don't know when it rains
cause we don't feel the sunny days
while we're being buried,
in this patch cemetery

Not even silver-tape would make me be
I will never be a working Chinese