1991 – Aung San Suu Kyi

Free from fear, she spoke and stood

Up to Burma’s military junta,

But failed in her efforts for democracy and peace,

Thwarted by corruption and military hatred.

If Peace could be brought there, one would

Have to compromise and also release

This woman – whose crimes were, well, to bate

Greedy fascists, sit silent, watching

Destruction, death and decay embrace

A once democratic, proud east Asian nation:

Her trumped-up ‘case’ and ‘house arrest’

A badge of honour, and her crest.

She accepted the Prize for her countrymen, battered,

Driven from their lands, imprisoned and tortured.

Published by June Edvenson

I'm a writer and poet, also an American attorney. I live and work in Norway. I enjoy a part-time consulting practice while I appreciate having the time to write poetry and non-fiction, travel, paint and draw. I love nature, writing, cultural touring, and photography, and hope to publish these poems one day as a book.

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