If I learn Ba's poems,

White earth

Drowning the patron saint standing on the earth

Crowds of people are like piles of ants.

Shuttle between reinforced concrete floors

Truck after truck.

Make way for the black people standing on both sides.

A faint red and green fairy

It's like playing hide-and-seek

glimmer

Vaguely let a person can't catch, can't see clearly.

Dereliction fairy

There seems to be no response.

Instead, it is getting more and more rampant.

As if demonstrating to powerful masked men. ...