In case anyone was wondering what a dorsimbra is, this is what it looks like.
Now hear my history and know my shame.
I built the Wall upon the bones of slaves.
I conquered far and wide, and in my name,
A million men or more went to their graves.
their blood
stained my feet
as i mounted
the Wheel
I was reborn, deformed, in war-torn lands
To suffer, mute, the fruit of deeds like mine
Or give a voice-- my choice-- to suffering?
So hear my history, and know my shame.
Monday, November 07, 2005
Chin Shihuangdi Returns As A War Orphan
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