On the lagoon is a shipyard ashore Where boats grow daily Men there surely know the wood Sculpting it shaping it Puzzling it together To create what will be home For long days at sea
While visiting Tam Giang lagoon I saw all these pylons Why were there here I did not know I came closer and met some men Destroying them with energy Dancing like dragonflies around trees sculpting them to look unreal in this mirror like landscape
