paper, the birth of civilisation
gunpowder, a force to create countries
a military base in 1962 – my mother
forged in fire, she was made in china
a graphics card, an apple iphone
noodles for dinner, tea after your shower
parts of your car, the seams in your bedsheets
daily life; it was all made in china
factory fires, assembly lines
tears shed for a false father
hush – don’t think ill of him
a new era begins, one made in china
left foot, right foot. march
we shall not be bullied any longer.
run away. thousands dead in ‘89
from a country painted red, she flees
hurry, build a new life
her daughter must grow big and strong
While she’s growing weary, every day she works.
she will not be broken. she was made in china
she misses her home, but her daughter is grown
to navigate the world, will she be alright?
the child is strong
just like her mother, she was made in china
opium, the great leap forward
a century of humiliation,
she rises above it all
fear her, for she was made in china.
