Still We Starved

A poem about Korea

The camp was where we stayed,

Our noble and wise leader spoke of dominance and a supreme race,

Yet here we sat, like we were in 1940,

Speak ill of the menace above us, you were shot

Speak ill of the menace above us, you were segregated

Speak ill of the menace above us, you were free

An arms race is what it is,

And that’s what the menace got,

Weapons for him,

And nothing for us, still we starved

Denuclearisation and peace,

Words the same, move north or south and the meaning is changed,

Borders crossed, nothing changed,

Still it stayed the same,

Shaking hands, exchanging of words

“Peace between, the north and south” is what the headlines read

It all meant nill,

Our menace did not fret,

A mask he has over his land,

His words disguise his acts,

The world he has in the palm of his hand,

And nothing for us, still we starved

A deceptively simple promise of Korean peace,

It scared the world, it scared everyone,

We’ve created weapons that harm, but few that can heal,

I was born in this land,

I will die in this land,

The camp is my home,

My home forever,

They shook hands, but still we starved

Reviews

[skerns]

Such strong, relevant words in light of recent events. You clearly have an understanding of horrid events that are occurring.

#LRWP2018

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Strong words
Great poem
Enjoyed this read thankyou

[Davidgeo]

There is a book called 'Gulag Archipelago' I think you might like.

[sette]

i like this poem very informative and at the same time talks about the truth