铅笔

樊功生

刚一出生

就被狠狠地砍上几刀

削尖的头顶

露出黝黑的骨髓

孩子一把抓过去

倒立

洁白的纸上

涂啊 涂啊

看不出什么才能

可满屋子都在喝彩...

从此 伴随着他

背上被咬满了牙印

一个兄弟在考场外

很不幸

被折成两段！

他到底是成气了

当上个领班

哪儿来的派克金笔

爱不释手

整天扒着签字

被抛弃了

冷落在一个桶桶里

天天立着

实在无聊

嗨

再咬我一口吧？

Pencil

By Ken Fan 

Chopped really hard on the head

Right after birth, 

Revealing the dark marrow

On a sharpened skull.

The kid grabs it

And turns it upside down.

And scribbles on a piece of clean paper,

Feaverishly.

No talent whatsoever,

Yet the whole room are cheering.

His companion ever since.

My back is littered with tooth bites.

One brother has been broken into two pieces, 

Right after the college exams.

But nonetheless he's made it.

And becomes a manager.

Somehow he's found a Parker pen,

Treasured it dearly

And keeps it around all the time. 

Abandoned at last

In a pencil jar, 

Standing all day and night

Bored terribly. 

Hey, 

Come and bite me, 

once more.