Thinking Of The Old History At The Tomb Of Cho Min-Su Poem by Kinsley Lee
Thinking Of The Old History At The Tomb Of Cho Min-Su
Even when the revolution's banners fly high,
Wealth isn't allocated without the 'why? '
Yesterday, comrades argued for the share,
Distracted by greed, no sight of what's fair.
In the pages of history, a sad truth we find,
Friends' wielding knives, concealing the mind.
So why grieve for no visiting, left on the hill?
Satisfy with humble graves, the life is nil.
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