The following verses have a reference to a paper report which had appeared sometimes in 1994. It was a detailed report on Koeut Vorn of Phnom Penh. He was a locomotive piolet who steered his train from Phnom Penh to Battambang, risking his life along the most hazardous route where Pol Pot's men were always at work with their loaded guns and bombs. I felt very much for this man and eventually, this poem was born. Date of the composition is 10th April 1994.
Koeut Vorn of Phnom Penh!
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