Poem: Grey to Gold
By a Falun Gong practitioner

Grey, the colour
of hearts turned cold
such bitter fruit
from seeds once gold.

Grey, the walls
behind 'Party'* lies
a shadow's reign
under a mute disguise.

Grey, the hour
China's conscience sold
towards sweeter fruit now
come hearts turned gold.

*Referring to the Chinese Communist Party



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Published: Tuesday 29th August 2006



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