<p class="ql-block">2024年舊金山，空氣中彌漫著感恩節(jié)的火雞香。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">川普勝選的消息，讓許多人噎了一口痰 -</p><p class="ql-block">吞不下剛出爐的美味火雞餐。</p><p class="ql-block">人們擔(dān)憂獨(dú)裁者出現(xiàn)，和法制的崩盤，</p><p class="ql-block">也恐懼族群分裂，和種族岐視的瘋狂。</p><p class="ql-block">白人至上的幽靈在徘徊，注定不眠的夜晚。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">川普同情者，心花怒放。</p><p class="ql-block">不再擔(dān)心自家商舖，被零元購(gòu)清倉(cāng)，</p><p class="ql-block">不再害怕變性男，闖進(jìn)女兒去的澡堂，</p><p class="ql-block">不再恐懼苛捐雜稅，榨干中產(chǎn)的血汗。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">同事問我有否投票，加入總統(tǒng)選戰(zhàn)？</p><p class="ql-block">“No !” - 在爛蘋果中選蘋果？比爛？</p><p class="ql-block">沒得選的美國(guó)人，也只能火中取粟，沒有兩全的妙方。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">同事自?shī)?，說希望在人民的心上。</p><p class="ql-block">誰(shuí)不夢(mèng)想一場(chǎng)年輕有活力的政府改良？</p><p class="ql-block">可是錢權(quán)政治，讓老人或代理人上場(chǎng)。</p><p class="ql-block">媒體敘事，讓所有人相信，老朽最強(qiáng)。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">曾經(jīng)，成為美國(guó)人是一個(gè)美麗的夢(mèng)想：</p><p class="ql-block">平等、自由、多元化，和獨(dú)立個(gè)性風(fēng)采。</p><p class="ql-block">它吸引我跨越太平洋，追尋無與倫比的愿景和光環(huán)。</p><p class="ql-block">泡沫破滅之前，它閃耀著燦爛的光芒。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">何時(shí)開始，美國(guó)的下坡路走得如此之快？</p><p class="ql-block">極右共和黨的伊拉克戰(zhàn)爭(zhēng)，讓美國(guó)的信譽(yù)，一落千丈；</p><p class="ql-block">極左民主黨給懶人以魚，讓中產(chǎn)買單。</p><p class="ql-block">驢象之爭(zhēng)，讓普通美國(guó)人寢食難安。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">分裂的美國(guó)人，極右一半紅，極左一半藍(lán)，再無多彩。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">美國(guó)人叫我們中國(guó)人，中國(guó)人叫我們美國(guó)人，我們兩難！</p><p class="ql-block">黑人、西裔、和亞裔，互不理睬，空有40% 的份量。</p><p class="ql-block">我們又怎能撬動(dòng)，美國(guó)政治天平的杠桿？</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">前途渺茫，但三權(quán)分立還在，不被一人說了算。</p><p class="ql-block">雖然少數(shù)民族關(guān)系緊張，但我們不在同一個(gè)飯盒里分餐;</p><p class="ql-block">白人自大，但從幼兒園就知道，亞裔擁有高智商。</p><p class="ql-block">所以我們還能在夾縫里，繼續(xù)打著生活的小算盤。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">一年一度的火雞宴，女兒也讓我們看到希望和未來：</p><p class="ql-block">她們手牽手的多膚色發(fā)小們，還在追求平等自由的理想。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">但我也知道，人類的變化不會(huì)太快。</p><p class="ql-block">達(dá)爾文的進(jìn)化論，沒讓猴子變成人樣；</p><p class="ql-block">歷史的教訓(xùn)，從不敢打擾列強(qiáng)；</p><p class="ql-block">安理會(huì)的權(quán)威，只讓大國(guó)心安。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">做一個(gè)美國(guó)人，左右都為難：</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">紅脖子走右，驢子靠左，中間太窄。</p><p class="ql-block">何處才是康莊大道，通向美好的未來？</p><p class="ql-block">信仰之爭(zhēng)的結(jié)果如此殘酷和悲哀，</p><p class="ql-block">意識(shí)形態(tài)的兼容還有什么希望？</p><p class="ql-block">哪里是促進(jìn)和諧、瓦解分裂的地方？</p><p class="ql-block">哪里才是上天應(yīng)許之地的避風(fēng)港？</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">歷經(jīng)歐洲文明幾千年的孕育，</p><p class="ql-block">美國(guó)鷹出世就奪彩。</p><p class="ql-block">經(jīng)歷兩個(gè)多世紀(jì)的瘋狂，</p><p class="ql-block">如今已是遍體鱗傷。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">愿蒼天告訴我：</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">是否人間的世態(tài)炎涼，</p><p class="ql-block">都只是天邊飄過的云彩？</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">……</p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">附：</p><p class="ql-block">ChatGPT翻譯了我的念想，讓我的美國(guó)同事也能感受到不一樣的觀感。AI的英文表達(dá)，讓我體驗(yàn)到來自不同文化的震撼 - </p> <p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b>**To Be an American: A Struggle </b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><b>Between Left and Right** </b></p><p class="ql-block" style="text-align:center;"><br></p><p class="ql-block">2024 in San Francisco, Thanksgiving smells fill the air, </p><p class="ql-block">Roast turkey’s fragrance everywhere. </p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">But news of Trump’s victory chokes the crowd, </p><p class="ql-block">disrupts their festive meal,</p><p class="ql-block">Dread for a dictator, for laws undone,</p><p class="ql-block">Fear of division and the madness of hate.</p><p class="ql-block">The ghost of supremacy roams,</p><p class="ql-block">And countless sleepless nights await.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Trump’s supporters, their hearts leap with joy, </p><p class="ql-block">No more fearing stores emptied by the ploy. </p><p class="ql-block">No more worries of a trans man in the girls' shower, </p><p class="ql-block">No more taxes draining middle-class power. </p><p class="ql-block">They no longer fret over political schemes, </p><p class="ql-block">Their hopes rise higher, their dreams take steam.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">A colleague asks, "Did you cast your vote? </p><p class="ql-block">Join the battle for president, take note?" </p><p class="ql-block">"No!" I reply, "In rotten apples, I choose </p><p class="ql-block">Which one's worse? There’s no winning to lose." </p><p class="ql-block">For those in America, the choices are few, </p><p class="ql-block">Grasping for grains, with no way to undo.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">My colleague laughs, says, "I wish for a change, </p><p class="ql-block">A vibrant government, youthful, not strange." </p><p class="ql-block">But money and power, control the game, </p><p class="ql-block">Old faces lead, it’s always the same. </p><p class="ql-block">Media spins, claiming the elderly's might, </p><p class="ql-block">Convincing the masses their wisdom's bright.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Once, to be an American was a radiant dream:</p><p class="ql-block">Equality, liberty, diversity—a bold, unique spirit.</p><p class="ql-block">It lured me across the Pacific,</p><p class="ql-block">Toward shimmering visions of possibility.</p><p class="ql-block">Before the dream burst,</p><p class="ql-block">Its brilliance dazzled like no other.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">When did America’s steep descent begin?</p><p class="ql-block">The far-right’s war in Iraq left a scar on the face. </p><p class="ql-block">The left gives handouts, the middle class pays, </p><p class="ql-block">Donkey and elephant clashed,</p><p class="ql-block">Leaving ordinary people in ceaseless strife.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">A fractured nation:</p><p class="ql-block">Half red with the right’s fervor,</p><p class="ql-block">Half blue with the left’s zeal,</p><p class="ql-block">And none of the promised hues remain.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Americans call us Chinese;</p><p class="ql-block">The Chinese call us Americans.</p><p class="ql-block">We are torn between worlds.</p><p class="ql-block">Black, Latino, Asian—</p><p class="ql-block">Though 40% strong, we fail to sway the scales.</p><p class="ql-block">The future uncertain, but checks and balances remain, </p><p class="ql-block">Minority tensions flare,</p><p class="ql-block">But we do not share a plate.</p><p class="ql-block">White lingers, But they know from childhood, the Asians' sharp mind.</p><p class="ql-block">We weave our small lives in the narrow spaces left.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Thanksgiving’s annual feast brings its quiet gifts:</p><p class="ql-block">Our daughters, hand in hand with friends of all colors,</p><p class="ql-block">Chasing equality’s enduring dream.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Yet, truth remains:</p><p class="ql-block">Change in humanity moves at a glacial pace.</p><p class="ql-block">Centuries since Darwin wrote,</p><p class="ql-block">The ape still resists becoming man.</p><p class="ql-block">History’s lessons dare not disturb the great,</p><p class="ql-block">While the Security Council soothes the mighty alone.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">To be an American torn between left and right,</p><p class="ql-block">The redneck veers right, the donkey left,</p><p class="ql-block">The middle is too narrows,</p><p class="ql-block">Where lies the golden road,</p><p class="ql-block">The path to a brighter tomorrow?</p><p class="ql-block">Faith wars cut deep,</p><p class="ql-block">Can we still hope for harmony, heart to heart?</p><p class="ql-block">Where is the promised land,</p><p class="ql-block">The haven in the storm?</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Born of Europe’s ancient wisdom,</p><p class="ql-block">The American eagle soared brilliant,</p><p class="ql-block">But two centuries of frenzy</p><p class="ql-block">Leave it battered, scarred, and weary.</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Oh, heavens, grant me this answer:</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">Is the world’s cold chaos</p><p class="ql-block">But fleeting clouds on a distant sky?</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">……</p>