Dr. Syngman Rhee
Family and children bitterly weep at the edge of the sky,
Close friends are startled and weep in foreign lands with sigh.
As the nation've crumbled and the great figure passed away, too.
Crying to choke up, maybe Daedong weeps, too.
(Mar.,3rd,2024 Tengre)
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