Cambodian Killing Tree

Its once natural strength

Gained through the years

Has now grown so weary

The melancholy killing tree

Arms boldly striking out

Powerless to prevent

Humanity at its worst

From rearing its frightful head

The skulls of innocents

Battered on its silent bark

No voice in dissent

was allowed to survive

Only the tree still stands tall

As voiceless witness to the barbarity

that surrounded its form

in the name of revolution and liberation.

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