Three Unfunny Limericks by Damian Robin The Society December 6, 2013 Falun Dafa, Poetry In the Play Pit As Cameron stands, cap in hand, The jailers of New Middleland Keep a straight face As they keep him in place While he signs for their help in their sand. Poet’s Note: For centuries, China was called the Middle Kingdom. New Middleland suggests its change of status. This December, UK Prime Minister David Cameron made an official visit to China with a delegation of over 100 UK business people. He had to wait for his visit until he agreed there would be no open dialogue on human rights. He had been critical of Shri Lankan human rights on a visit there and had met with the Dalai Lama, the Tibetan leader frowned upon by the Chinese Communist Party. Many deals were made with the communist government, including a £4.5 billion contract for Jaguar Land Rover. Keeping the Human Rights Peace Meal There’s a guilt-ridden vault in the East Scaled by a torturous Beast. It got rich in a spell Though it’s weighed down as Hell With the Banks of the West at its Feast. Poet’s Note: The Chinese economy has made quick and substantial gains on the backs of abusive work practices. Many countries have had their bank balances bolstered by sharing in the profits from these malpractices that include slavery and torture. Unlocked Box Those pressing-down cohorts of crooks Who shadow-box China are spooks. They’re phantoms in shells From minor half-hells Who will go down in Heaven’s bad books. Poet’s Note: From the perspective of ancient Asian philosophy, Chinese Communist Party members and those who support them can be seen as human skins inhabited by evil beings. Damian Robin is a journalist and poet living in England. Featured Image:“Why” by Weixing Wang. “This painting is based on a true story. A mother and son were arrested in China simply because they practice Falun Gong. Being beaten, the boy held back his tears asking: Why? Why did the policemen beat my mom and me?” Related Post ‘Where is Alice’ by Paris Michael Where was it that Alice went, One bright and shining day, A rabbit's lair, beneath the blare, A restless child at play, And where was it that Al... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.