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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