Michael Nguyen SVD
My life is fully fruitful. Volkswagens, my wife owns one, I have mine. I love my wife, my children and my life!
Because of my love for my wife and my children, I work for the orange factory two more days, Saturday and Sunday. I have worked every single day for the past twenty years.
My fingers feel tired while counting money!
The notes, while counting, cause the delighted feelings on the tops of the fingers.
I am abundantly blissful.
My life is colored in pink.
The red fly dragons fly over the green fields.
The fatty brown field mice delightfully stroll on the yellow rice fields.
The golden fish peacefully swim along the red rivers.
I, heaven on earth!
My soul, rejoice!
Yesterday, as usual, I got up early, I have a sore throat.
After paying a visit to my doctor,
he finally concludes,
– Throat cancer!
For the very first time in my life I taste medicines.
After receiving several chemotherapy treatments, my hair all falls out, I become bald!
My body becomes pallid. My face turns wan!
My skin changes to a yellow color, the color of the orange fruits that I once packed up and placed evenly in the wooden containers.
I sip Phở, Phở has become insipid.
I no longer desire a bowl of pig intestine porridge with black pepper on the top.
I throw out fried rice with grilled pork ribs and tofu!
I cough repeatedly while smoking the 555 cigarette and Cuban cigars!
I spit out the red wine, Cabernet Sauvignon.
I can swallow only the pills, the medicines for throat cancer!
Every morning I look through the window,
The sunrise is dazzling!
I dream of health.
I cry! Oh gosh, life is fugacious!
Should I realize this, I would have never lived my life like I had in the past twenty years.
The summer sky is azure blue, and yet I see only dried leaves waving by the window.
I feel regret for the past days, the days of copious health…
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