Declaration – Bei Dao




for Yu Luoke


Perhaps the final hour is come

I have left no testament

Only a pen, for my mother

I am no hero

in an age without heroes

I just want to be a man


The still horizon

Divides the ranks of the living and the dead

I can only choose the sky

I will not kneel on the ground

Allowing the executioners to look tall

The better to obstruct the wind of freedom


From star-like bullet holes shall flow

A blood-red dawn



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