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To Myself---Me In The 90s by Liu Jue

No one has ever thought
The kids in the 90s are
So precocious
With a misty understanding of human life
And a misty abhorrence as well
From the pen in the hand
Lines of simple poems
Gush wantonly out
Indeed
Looking at the decadent shadow
In the setting sun
I too seem to have forgotten
My own age
Let us rejoice at
The precocious child 
With black feather wings
Put on by God

Predestination by  Liu Jue

Not knowing from when
Feel myself seem like
A string puppet of
Tied-up arms and legs
With the track of life
Being unintelligibly manipulated
Seeming to have known that
The body is already dead at
A certain corner of time
I
Believe in predestination
After experiencing the battle of destiny
Only I'm still alive
Here at
An age
When even thoughts can be molded 
I
Earnestly hope for the world's Judgment Day
Just like the scene at B.C
A storm strong enough
To destroy the world
And an eternal conclusion of
Pain and sufferings
Might therefore come to
The human soul

Liu Jue, age 16, a high school student in his first grade from China, began to write poems at the age of 9 and till now has published nearly 500 lines of poetry in literary journals and reviews. Besides writing, he is passionate about music and basketball.