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Kim Jong-un, Child-King of a dying nation
Oh sickly dragon, your cancerous eye
drifts too far from home.
Your precious children, beaten starved and reeducated,
will one day consume your blood and breath.
Fear them as you once feared your father,
death comes when the last child dies.
drifts too far from home.
Your precious children, beaten starved and reeducated,
will one day consume your blood and breath.
Fear them as you once feared your father,
death comes when the last child dies.
Published 29th Apr 2017
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29th Apr 2017 6:46am
it's a justified portrait,
made for the horror of tyranny;
even to the cruel, a poem...
made for the horror of tyranny;
even to the cruel, a poem...
5th May 2017 9:28pm
Thank you again and what you say very much sums up my intentions with this piece.
6th May 2017 6:53pm
11th May 2017 8:44pm
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13th Nov 2017 5:26am
Missing you Kimch!
