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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. 

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2009

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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 Login to Reply

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. Login to Reply

Carol Sunshine Brown Date: 7/9/2009 10:24:00 AM Outstanding Deborah. Tis sad but the truth of the matter. Love, Carol Login to Reply

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! Login to Reply

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 Login to Reply

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. Login to Reply