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Posted: 29 November 2020 at 11:52pm |
During their four years in power, the Khmer Rouge overworked and starved the population, at the same time executing selected groups who had the potential to undermine the new state (including intellectuals or even those that had stereotypical signs of learning, such as glasses) and killing many others for even breaching minor rules. Appetite for Destruction they say that "history repeat"; dont take it lightly, now listen this food for thought to curb an appetite for destruction... bust it... there's big and small, rich and poor, thin and wide there's the brighter side and then we have the genocide it started in seventy-five; as they marched through grand street Prince Norodom couldn't Sihanouk(see a nook) and cranny couldn't smell what they was cooking so we sound and cheered a resounding spark that started off our foulest years they would warn of attack, a propoganda act in other words, it's Pol POT calling the kettle black held in the act their control was created by fear as they spoon-fed us all these half-baked ideas terrorizing civilians..with claims of bomb threats fitting they're Khmer Rouge they way they paint the town red knowledge were down kept; trace were death impose penalties were set on those who made a......."spectacle" so contempt and human waste replace rooms with full view cuz literally, we'd sat and f'n stewed in their own juice abuse by our own. truth......we'd fight to survive but starvation meant it's hard take a bite outta crime its appetite for destruction as hundreds' beaten n' battered anarchists' cookbook pieced another recipe for disaster believin strength in numbers, many counted their blessing but if u are what u eat..then we amounted to nothing! thousand were sent to rice field as senseless slaves! the results were death if you went against the grain' stench of pain had us praying "please buddha save us" from starvation...we couldn't enjoy our...fruits of labor so we chewed on the fact that we fighting with luck cause its either...u bite the bullet...or ur biting the dust so bite ur tongue and despite the sad dramas and tears vea mean kabut yurng mean chantak anah mote cheang? placed in hells kitchen, we dwelled as restless souls growing bitter; revenge was a dish best serve cold and i would pester my folks 'bout how they managed escape but then the mere thought would prompt a bad after-taste the truth's hard to swallow; maybe not knowing is best cause sometimes food for thought....can be hard to digest so why bite more than you can chew; forget and forgo cuz the reality will probably bring a big lump to your throat friends become enemies when given rationed of sum cuz fuck breakin bread..we too busy panning for crumbs hardship and famine exposed our most basic design how we'd opt for piece of cake instead of peace of mind. sleep in silence re-education were taught in vain cuz they can try and brainwash the mind but dirty thoughts remain i got dreaaaamzzzz of killing off these sons of bitches i aint playing its kinda cra z y |
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