Pol *** died of painful cancer
from pouring gasoline to achieve his scotched earth
programme
of razzing the land
destroying all in its wake
villages, people, the intelligentsia
the professionals, buildings, temples the lot
and as his regime crumble
he poured all the oil he could find
in fear and desperation
and stood breathing in the arid poisonous smoke
filling his lungs
killing himself in grand socialist power
the power of fools in delusion