Goodnight Sai Gon

Some nights there is no sleep to be found in my restless city; sometimes it is the heat and humidity, occasionally it is the flashing neon lights. But usually it is the noise. Most of the sounds are familiar to me now, but that doesn’t mean they don’t have the power to keep me from falling asleep. The sleeplessness gives my mind time to wander and compose childhood inspired verses.

Goodnight motorbikes, goodnight cars,

Goodnight tourists drinking in bars.

Traffic

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Goodnight rats, goodnight bats,

Goodnight street children asleep on mats.

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Goodnight boys sweeping the street,

Goodnight yowling cats in heat.

Cat

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Goodnight woman selling her bread,

Goodnight monks praying for the dead.

Funeral

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Goodnight mosquito in my ear,

Goodnight men drunk on beer.

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Goodnight roosters trained to fight,

Goodnight workers at the building site,

why do you work so late at night?

Cocks

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Goodnight geckos that go ‘cheep,’

Goodnight taxis that constantly beep.

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Goodnight karaoke in the air,

Goodnight Sai Gon noises everywhere.

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