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Saturday, 17 December 2011

Cry Burma

Cry Burma

Freedom went
So long ago
Democracy died
Along with state
Their leader and mentor
Aung San Suu Kyi
Tried to create
Evil tyrants
In khaki dress
Fire the bullets
Into human flesh
Ripping out freedom
With chunks of lead
As Monks and Nuns
Lay dying and dead
A puppet state
Of China
Next door
The Generals
With soldiers
They employ
But forty years
Is far to long
Military rule
They can’t defend
China must make
This nightmare end

Peter Wicks
I wrote this poem so many years ago in the hope that it would keep this brave womans memory alive....

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