The Hermit Kingdom

In a secretive corner of the world Where shadows are cast Not by the shifting of the sun But by empty food bowls overflowing with pain and fear With the tyrant's political propaganda, the city's population is slowly drowning Since 1948 the puppet masters' rule has cast the land in a dark fear So they force a false tear Unhallowed grounds where despair blossoms Infamous theatres of brutal atrocity are a real fate Torture, starvation and death are the daily norm For the dictator is the devil without a horn This creative write is about North Korea

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I have a mental health illness and I was a inpatient in a private secure mental health hospital not because i was a danger to the public but because i myself was the only person who was in danger from me was myself and that will reflect in my poetry...

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