Global struggle: A Limbo
as the mental spy capture the whole world today
the shadow of hell, installed in a most sophisticated
hunger of wealth and power lives in every hearts
that call
wish you come not in my midst, you who have
adopted in the subculture of our soul, regenerate
into our thirst to be the sole warrior of my
satisfaction, who empowered me the wave of control
amongst others
where can I go, where you had plan the path of my
destruction, where should I stay, where everything
has comes to dissolve like water in the stream
of fire leaving its poison mind, to adapt of what its
not the clings of my hunger
is it not why I am called the Khitan nation whom the
past, slept with other conquerors, I live today and
see almost the future, a nation that the mighty
dragon awake, pursue not my might and abuse my
flawless, the people of the new world may
stumble, for I counted even the smallest dust in your
forehead
let my special token; the Ginseng root, the great
warrior of the temple of Shaolin and the mighty
Samurai of the past has come to settle every
centuries and now had scant each wisdom of your
curiosity reminds and hold you to pen every hurt
you throw
the clouds is almost to rain and the rock is due to
fall, while the ocean still calm, may the darkness of the
sky be blown into our hearts and souls that fire leaves
nothing save in the face of the earth
“this poem is dedicated to China, Korean Peninsula and
Japan, whose economic recession engulf by treacherous
sabotage of artificial global chaos”
poem by Antonio Liao
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