The doors that people come in and out are locked,
The hole the dog climbed out of was open,
A voice shouted:
Climb out and set you free!
I long for freedom,
But I know very well-
How can a human body crawl out of a dog hole!
I hope one day
Underground fire,
Burn me with this living coffin,
I should get water from fire and blood!
Poetry 2: My Confessions
The heavy chain was ringing at his feet,
You can hold the whip high,
I don't need any confession,
Even if the chest is facing the bloody bayonet!
People can't lower their noble heads,
Only those who are afraid of death beg for "freedom";
What is torture?
Death can't make me talk!
I laugh at death,
The devil's palace swayed in laughter;
This is my confession of party member.
Sing a triumphant song and ruin the Chiang dynasty.