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牆 --Luis H. Francia，羅浩原 譯 我懂法律 法律最擅造牆 容許的佔一小間 不容許的佈滿了巨大的迷宮 我懂 政府基金 是怎樣分配的 如一坨坨臭爛 肉分給餓漢 我很清楚那光滑的 法律之牆 很難被看清楚 但我往往還是一頭撞了上去 我很清楚法律如何隱藏事實 辦法就是對我說 我這人好極了 好個菲律賓弟兄 （不，你絕非我兄弟） 但事實截然 相反 我對法律有幾稜幾面 非常清楚 知道當你企圖 攀越它時 會發現你早已 跌落更深 更甚以往 Walls --Luis H. Francia I know about laws how well they set up walls Do's in a small room Don'ts in a labyrinth of huge halls I know about official trust how they apportion it Like chunks of bad meat for the hungry I know all about the smooth wall in the law difficult to see but I keep bumping against it how it hides what’s true By telling me I’m a swell fella Filipino brother (no you’re no brother at all) but it’s the other way around I know its surfaces very well How when you try to climb it you find you’ve fallen farther than before Rajini Srikanth & ‎Esther Yae Iwanaga, ed., Bold Words: A Century of Asian American Writing, Rutgers University Press, 2001, p.119.