by Jan Mennite

Imagine losing basic human rights,
Of life and freedom, of religion too,
If there were no one to stand up and fight,
While those in power harmed and murdered you.
In striking Falun Gong, for hate and greed,
Their rulers found a devil’s road to wealth;
No mercy as their dying victims bleed,
To satisfy consumers’ quest for health.
Let voices rise with those who hear their cries,
From acts of heartless inhumanity,
Whose desperation echoes to the skies,
For rescue from such cold insanity.
If this were you, your cry might be, “How long?”
And know that it must stop for Falun Gong.

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Winner of the 2nd Place Award in FoFG’s 2026 Poetry Contest