when the bamboo flowers

inside the coffin lies the innocent faces
killed by the deadly bamboo flowering
in their sweet little smile
lie the untold stories of their village

they knew there would be famine or death
they knew the government would never come

Hey! Mr. Chief Minister,
looking at the wailing mother
do you think you have helped them?
watching them swallowed by mother earth
do you think you ever represent them?

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