I count them, yellow linked-up beasts.
Dragons, in the city of dragons
They bring fire, and smoke, engines of the build.
And, progress?
There are eight on the single construction site. I look for the operators, straining my eyes. This massive government building has been a work in progress for the past year. It’s moving fast, maybe too fast.
Tay Ho is a peninsular maze. Alleys, side streets, hidden gems dot the lakeside. A cycling, Gramming, and running destination for Hanoians from far and wide.
This previously (somewhat) undisturbed gem has in recent decades changed, as Hanoi and Vietnam has driven to catch up.
I’m not sure what race they are running, and I don’t always appreciate the same goal. But there’s only one true religion in this world, the tentacles of capitalism maneuver their way into the tightest spaces.
(yes, I know that I am only here in this gem because of capitalism. Takes one to know one, eh)
I’m not sure exactly how much money is involved in this project and frankly, I don’t care to find out. But I hold out hope that it becomes a badge of pride, and a place of enduring community.
An icon, that still allows this amazing city of dragons to maintain its soul.
Get Up Eight 