There were things floating in Keelung harbour
that shouldn't have been there
The soil was soaked in red
marking the arrival of that spring
For years and years
rain came and washed away what remained
Children came into this land
kicking and screaming
Scream, little ones
many came before have lost their voice
Many will be fighting
for your right to scream
As you set your foot on this soil
that once carried the dreams
Of silent old men
telling stories with the look in their eyes
Jun 24, 2025
Jun 24, 2025 at 4:55 PM UTC
There were things floating in Keelung harbour
that shouldn't have been there
The soil was soaked in red
marking the arrival of that spring
For years and years
rain came and washed away what remained
Children came into this land
kicking and screaming
Scream, little ones
many came before have lost their voice
Many will be fighting
for your right to scream
As you set your foot on this soil
that once carried the dreams
Of silent old men
telling stories with the look in their eyes