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The Red Plague/ Mao's Legacy

Earth, water, metal, sky... pummeled into submission. Decay, refuse, side by side, ground into submission. Once pristine mountains ranged high; while wild horses went flying by ridden by Mongols 'neath starry skies now, whipped into submission. Rivers hemmed, tortured, bound; green trees, now sickened, brown; bare, skeletal, barren dry; cringing 'neath soot filled skies.... All the grandeur now cries ground into submission.

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John Loving Iii

Date: 7/10/2009 4:39:00 PM

smart but as usual when you point the finger you have three pointing back at you. i liked the ideals and the rhyming over all it is good. but i do recognize that when you have a population as large as china; you have to take certian measures to control it. communism is the only way for them. John Henry Loving III

Trudy Diane Rider

Date: 7/9/2009 2:53:00 PM

This is so dead on, and I get a mental picture of an elder Indian with tears streaming down his face, as they are mine also. Wonderful poem,. sad message, but one that needs to be heard.

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 7/9/2009 10:24:00 AM

Outstanding Deborah. Tis sad but the truth of the matter. Love, Carol

Carrie Richards

Date: 7/9/2009 8:57:00 AM

This is worthy of a second look....deeply rooted in the lines, "decay and refuse..side by side...pummeled into submission....." too sad sadly so much truth.... Great write!

James Peranteau

Date: 7/9/2009 7:47:00 AM

Deborah,..great poem,..and how awesome that yesterday I made a comment to my daughter in law,..asking how many mountains she thought it took to just do the stretch of I-95 we traveld yesterday ! Great write ! james

Jim Wilson

Date: 7/9/2009 7:14:00 AM

Very passionate and vivid. I like the short line for this topic, it conveys the sense of urgency.