Li Hongzhi: A Cry for Help

By Xiao Guang

My name is Li Hongzhi, "Falun Gong's leader,
I'm now living as a New Yorker,
I've an elegant apartment to live in and lots of helpers,
I dare to ask common US citizens: Whose life is better?
I come from China-after a cheating fight,
With booty money at hand, I took my US-bound flight,
I gave lectures the world over-flying like a kite.
And I don't care whether I talk nonsense-black or white.
I think my "Falun Gong" is fine,
It can help collect money to dine,
And drink a lot of good wine,
And probably live with a concubine.
I have lots of followers here and there,
And I'm now a billionaire,
What about anything else that I need to care?
Is there anyone that I need to compare with?
China blames "Falun Gong" as a cult, and let's see:
People no longer believe in me,
Let me just take a cup of tea,
And think whom I'll cheat and offer my fee.
Two days ago, in Seattle, the mayor did a wrong thing,
Saying his statement on me and "Falun Dafa" was a shortcoming,
They should take back their words, as I think that's a sin,
Without their help, how could I continue my hiding?
Now I hate Baltimore, Los Angles and San Francisco,
And the state of Maryland, too-and oh!
You all cancelled your proclamations on me, and took me as a foe,
Let's just see, my new home, "Where should I go!"
You know, I have a fear of China's arrest order,
"Will the US protect me forever?"
I can still talk something great and cheat devoted believers,
But how could I be a sound sleeper?
My cheating methods should be magic,
People could give me money, and they were frantic,
I don't care whether my believers were tragic,
So long as I enjoy my life near the Atlantic.
Now I hate the Washington Post, too,
They once said my "Falun Gong" is nice (is that ture?)
Now they said my "Falun Gong" is a cult-like taboo,
I swear I'll take my revenge-if I could do.
Even UN chief Annan won't support me and "Falun Dafa,"
He dared to say he supports China.
He's really an Ali Baba,
One that could not be fooled like a banana.
They all think they are right-as China could be,
(But how I could say I'm evil and then flee.)
I have my ways to fight back-like a bad flea.
But Oh, please, please don't desert me!
You all know, without cheating-where'll my money be?
I have no other skills-you think that's funny?
I need a fame to live on and make myself happy,
"But why could I make you all sleepy?"
But though I'm an evil man,
I need money to keep on my lifespan,
"You are a cult leader," you all say again and again.
How could you think that's fun!
"Oh, my God-that's not me of course,
Though I've said time and again I have mighty force,
Should I fight on or have a short pause?
Hope You won't throw me out of doors!

(Compiled by New Star Publishers, Dec., 1999)