Duy Tan's Guilt Trip Poem by Phan Thanh gian

Why are you looking at me like that?
What's with those sad eyes?
Your lips pout, cheeks saggy
Your look is so pitiful, I want to cry.

It was once your country as it was mine
But we both left it all behind.
The Buddha said it's just an illusion,
Einstein said it's all relative.

So dear young Emperor Duy,
What can you possibly want out of me?
You have got to be kidding right?
I'm not the one who can help your people!

Nor your defunct dynasty can be revived.
Just find solace in the absence of war
Try to rest in peace, my young Lord
I beg for your mercy, just let me be...