POETIC RESPONSE TO DO SEEK THEIR MEAT FROM GOD

Darwin's bloody "Survival of the Fittest" theory:

The one that gets his guns out faster survives,

While the one that only has sharp fangs as weapon dies.

Either way, death would take his possession from the world:

The lonely innocent boy and his brave father,

Or the starving poor cubs and their desperately hunting parents.

No one is wrong for killing the other.

This is the way the world functions.

The settler wants to protect his children,

The panthers wants to feed the cubs.

Their causes are never unjust,

but the denouement is always cruel and morose.

Can human and animals ever live together in peacefulness?

I guess this can only be a dream that exists in the Eden,

Where all of us are vegetarians with no desires of urban life,

And all of the animals are docile little angels without sharp fangs.

POEM : LOVE

Love

Love is the palpitation

when I hear his powerful, enthusiastic speech at the student council election.

Love is the spell

that magically makes me enchanted with his charming sandy hair.

Love is the solicitude

when he sprains his ankle in a school tennis match.

Love is the courage

to print my name with a heart on a love letter and secretly drop it in his locker.

Love is the uneasiness

in the days that creep by like years, anxiously waiting for his answer.

Love is the ecstasy

when I hear his alluring voice, asking "Would you be my girlfriend?"

Love is the warmth

of seeing him holding a cup of latte, waiting outside my house in a chilly morning.

Love is the surprise

when he pulls out two movie tickets and a bag of honeyed popcorn.

Love is the rolling tears

to see him kneeling down with a sparkling diamond ring in hand.

Love is the determination,

when I say "yes" in front of God in my snow-white dreamy wedding dress.

Love is the blushes

on my bashful face when his balmy soft lips touch mine.

Love is the content

of watching him frying an omelet for me for the first time in his life.

Love is the joy

at our picnic in Stanley Park on a bright Sunday afternoon.

Love is the support

when I am old and wrinkled and doddering with a crutch.

Love is the agony

to see his black-and-white photo hanging on a frigid gravestone.

Eng11A: "Plea" Style #1 (Physical or Sedentary)

   Despite my introvert and reticent personality, I strongly prefer the physical life style. First of all, being physically active is the basic to be healthy. Nowadays, people are so dependent on the handiness of cars that they do not have any chance to stand up and stretch their legs. As a result, obesity and heart diseases are becoming more and more common among youngsters. To stay healthy and maintain a good body shape, I always choose to walk instead of putting myself into the "metal cage" fueled by petroleum. Secondly, enjoying the beauty of nature is the best means to relax. After seven hours of academic "torturing", my head is full-loaded with terms from Biology and equations from Math. I need to refresh my brain, but the white walls and computers cannot do anything to relieve the tiredness -- only the fragrance in the woods and the exhilaration from sweaty workouts can do so. When I run in the woods, the only sound I can hear is my own heartbeat. The rapidly repeated "Da-Dum" allows me to focus on my body, and forget all the trifles. All in all, a physical life style helps me to be healthy and relaxed, an effect which a sedentary could never have.