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    I recently entered a poetry competition where one of the poems had to be about the plight of the Chinese people under communism, so I wrote one about the (recently slightly relaxed) One Child Policy:

    One Child

    “One child is enough for you, the rest you will discard.
    It’s in our nation’s interest; this choice is not so hard.”
    A parent’s pure delight is turned into a source of woe,
    As they decide which child to keep and which they should let go.

    Millions are torn to pieces while still in the womb,
    Their tiny bodies adding to another smoky plume.
    Many more are left to freeze upon a winter’s day,
    Abandoned in the street as if they all can make their way.

    Shafts of light come filtered through the roadside’s fragrant trees,
    The smells of woks and pans at work, all carried by the breeze,
    Piano music interrupted by a teacher’s scold,
    None of this brings comfort to a little girl that’s cold.

    She’d love someone to scold her for an errant finger placed,
    Since then they’d think their time’s investment in her not a waste.
    She pines for Grandma’s village hut, with its floor of earth,
    Nought but worms to play with, but folk grateful for her birth.

    She makes it all the way back ‘home’, but then is left once more,
    Each time the police bring her back to that unloving door.
    Until at last that father is imprisoned for his crimes,
    The girl sent to an orphanage to see more pleasant times.

    Those places, though, are more like prisons; she soon runs away,
    But there is no long-term escape, the world is bleak and grey.
    All these troubles teach her that all parents are a fraud,
    That Mother State and Party are her only loving lord.

    The chairman of a boarding school then contradicts this thought,
    He takes her and her cellmates in and treats them as he ought,
    As children, pupils, precious lives of worth and purity;
    He sacrifices plenty to restore their dignity.

    (For this and other kindnesses, he’s later thrown in jail,
    Performing better than the state, that’s far beyond the pale!)
    The school’s house mother lavishes her love on all of them,
    Soothing all the fears and pain from which her anger stemmed.

    As years go by, a loving family seems a distant dream,
    No-one will adopt a girl who’s now into her teens;
    She must now start to think of when she’ll be a full adult,
    On her own, responsible for each choice and result;

    Then comes the news of a kind couple from a distant land,
    Who long to take her in and hold her with their loving hands.
    They’ve sons and want a daughter; they’ve come thousands of miles
    To love someone this state discards, to treasure her sweet smile.

    Inside her, softly, safe despair gives way to deadly hope
    That tempts her from her lonely ledge to grasp this rescue rope.
    Her broken self will have to die to birth a new creation,
    As she is flown to her new life in that wild, distant nation.

    In that odd land, one child is precious—missed when they are gone;
    For those strange folk, one child is valued—each and every one.
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    Nakonec pravda vitezi (In the end the truth wins)

    Nobility Among Us and Beyond the Mist are now on sale worldwide, as is my first poetry collection, Selected Verse - Faith and Family and my second, Selected Verse - Heroes and Wonders

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  • #2
    Beautiful poem Ben.
    3 For I delivered to you as of first importance what I also received: that Christ died for our sins in accordance with the Scriptures, 4 that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day in accordance with the Scriptures --1 Corinthians 15:3-4 (borrowed with gratitude from 37818's sig)

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    • #3
      Beautiful and poignant, Ben. Thank you for sharing your poetry with us.


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      • #4
        Thanks, everyone, this is one of my best efforts, and based on a real person (I know the adoptive parents, they provided some of the particulars of her experience).
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        Nakonec pravda vitezi (In the end the truth wins)

        Nobility Among Us and Beyond the Mist are now on sale worldwide, as is my first poetry collection, Selected Verse - Faith and Family and my second, Selected Verse - Heroes and Wonders

        Explore the Cinematic Superverse

        A Hope That Burns

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        • #5
          I also have friends who adopted a little girl from China, and immediately thought of their experience, and hers.


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