We Watch the CCP Watch Hong Kong

By Damian Robin

The Party lines up troops

Who itch and sweat.

They know that armed-up numbers

Are no threat.

They can't hold promises

Unless they're yours.

To break your laser spirits

They break laws.

A fifty year change-over

Was the quote

To keep your currency 

And let you vote.

They've strung up candidates

With Party spam,

Hold puppets miming sheep

Led by a Lam.

The commerce you create

They syphon off

And force-import their damp

And sicking cough.

You put your bodies 

On the border line -

Draw blood between the beast

And what will shine -

Between democracy

And dullard hate -

Between old decency

And dragon state.

Your voluntary, focused 

Bravery

Breaks through the teeth 

Of dragon slavery.

The good are charged inside

With saving souls

That will extinguish 

All the dragon's coals.

Our eyes and bones are far 

From Hong Kong streets,

But mentally our shoulders

Feel your beats

Defending freedom of

The civil mind,

Protecting both yourselves

And Human Kind.