The below poetry was originally submitted to The Society of Classical Poets, but is published first here on The Epoch Times:
Click: a Pic of Xi Jinping
By Lu “Reed Cabs” Wei
He rolls along, like as a giant panda bear,
the present tyrant of Red China—Xi Jinping,
appearing in his black and white, fine, formal wear,
with his half-smiling, smarm-offensive, Gigi bling.
His state is kingly, yes, imperially fat;
a billion at his bidding buy his cheap ka-ching
and happily jump in to his well-oiled vat
to watch his sleezy, cheesy, song and dance routine.
But everybody doesn’t get the welcome mat,
like Abe in Japan, or people in Beijing
who practice Falun Gong in that polluted air;
nor need the Dalai Lama come to see Tibet.
A Modern Imperialist Power
By DeBuis Lawrece
“It’s only natural for Russia to take Crimea.
Why should China vote against that?” -Lu “Be Scared” Wei
Imperialism’s not dead. It presses on
in China: for example, in Xinjiang,
where Uighurs are succumbing to the will of Han;
or in Tibet, where Han destroy th' indigenous.
Recall how nearly all the monasteries then
were ransacked and destroyed by Mao Zedong’s Red Guards.
“We will make China red from inside out, and then
we'll make the World red, and then the Cosmic Sky.”
So is it any shock that China claims Taiwan,
and all the Sea beside Malaysia and Brunei?
beside the Philippines and also Vietnam?
You’re kidding me—they also claim the Spratly Isles?
