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Chinese Village - 1960
Thin rags stuffed with straw we wore
in that terrible winter of 1960
Grass tying it around our bony bodies
Neighbours shuffled through the village
fell dead as dolls asleep in the street
Doll-like remained unburied in the cold
Silence frozen on the careless air
The last ox eaten as it died
Fowls and ducks taken by The Party
no grain being left to pay the tax
No ...
Saturday 5th December 2015 11:10 pm
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