Poem: BITTER THIS HARVEST


Bitter this harvest
every seed to sour
China’s darkest
disguise
bearing blood and lies.

Hearts forged red
many an evil hand
with
life betrayed
under sharpest blade.

Of conscience devoid
behind coldest
doors
such brute descent
one’s humanity bereft.

A ‘Party’s’ end
bitter
this harvest
every seed to flower
now come the hour.

(A
poem to expose the Chinese Communist Party’s brutal crimes of illegal organ harvesting
from living Falun Gong practitioners
in China without consent and for the
pursuit of profit)

Posting date: 15/July/2006
Original article
date: 12/July/2006
Category: Practitioners Insights

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