Threats
Threats…
Handle threats may set our forces.
Acts reacted may dare to all.
Rules that strike are evil causes.
Keep our Taiwan not to loss.
Tricks as wars are cruel games.
Wars are games are tyrants’ names.
Ways are games are peoples’ rants.
Throw your weights are heavy hands.
Length and width and depth are forces.
All arrays are army sources.
Arrant nonsense is tyrants’ words.
Playing laws are games that hurt.
Feel no truths are china bosses.
Bossy tyrants keep their dolls.
Pets and dolls are birds in cages.
China tyrants’ ills are ages.
Handle threats as whistles back.
China tyrants mad for facts.
Scapegoat cooked and peoples harm.
Loss or gains are something half.
-------------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3------------
Copyright © Cheung Shun Sang | Year Posted 2013
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