To The Secret State

Victory, order, magnificence are what you show to us,
yet they are only facets of the mask you are still wearing.
Hidden beneath the mask are fresh scars of oppression & fear
of your people living under your democratic system.

Hatred to some nations is what they plant in innocent hearts.
They fill up your people's minds with lies about your great leader.
Freedom to have faith is now in chains, unable to express.
They force your people to trust a being that is only dust.

How long will your sufferings last? When will the spilling of blood end?
Is it until all of your people are exterminated
that will make the philosophy of self-reliance crumble?
Is it until your infernal dynasty is overthrown?

Know this: There is a God, & He has heard your cries every night.
He does not rejoice in the sufferings of His true believers.
Soon you will be liberated from the oppressor's claws by grace
& once again, eternal light will be seen by your people.

Oh how your people long for the South, & the South longs for you!
They yearn for that day when the parallel wall will be torn down
& when the race of your people will be more reunified!
But now, the barrier landscape is still full of land mines & guards.

Hope this reaches you, if you can understand the passages.
I still hope.