Poem: The Darkest Lair
By a Falun Gong practitioner

‘One-child’ atrocities, harvesting human organs
reaping seeds of fear and despair
forced abortions to ‘Party-speak’ distortions
a reign of brutality from this darkest lair.

Mourning a square’s massacre
a forbidden solace for mothers still
where mountains reach the sky
beside the beast all terror lies
a ‘revolution’, an excuse for
blood under will.

Grey walls of China hiding countless crimes
a ‘Party’s’ history red to tears
with no rule of law, a star fading to fall
this spectre’s end drawing ever near.

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