The Death God’s visit symbolised the death of my career.
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I froze with fear as the Death God, in her white hooded robe, slid across the floor towards me. She exhaled over my face; I felt myself floating in the air, looking down at my dying body which greying gradually from my feet to my upper torso. But wait there’s more!
I felt powerless to fight against injustice borne by someone who happened to hold power in a social group they created.
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As my children were teenagers, I had more time to banish my lonely migrant symptoms by seeking social interactions with other adults.
I joined a mixed group. I remember that I felt so safe and welcomed with the group leader’s friendly manner. But wait there’s more!
(Gwawdodyn-style poem)
Build a social group and he’s a King,
Free to cause folks emotional sting,
To gain controls over those lonely souls,
To bully, harass or have a fling!
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by Andy Rennie.
(Quatern-style poem)
Dear Buddha, fear is in the air!
As the world is no longer fair!
Injustice grins with dirty teeth,
And lie wears a victory wreath. But wait there’s more!
(Terza-Rima-style poem)
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I wish I could turn back the time so that,
I would then push my Dad to quickly flee.
“Run, Dad, and save your life no matter what!
The Communists won’t spare you, let hear me!
Commander’s duty – you fulfilled at last,
We don’t want you killed – let hear us all plea!
You’re not safe but we are, so let’s run fast!”
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by Nishanth Jois.
I had to choose between my own safety and my family. I chose my family. (Picture owned by Timothy D. Timothy D at the BOQ (Bachelor Officer Quarter) room of the Fort Monmouth Signals School, New Jersey, USA in 1973.)
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30/04/1975, the day I lost my country, my identity as a soldier, and was torn between my own safety and my family.
I was Lieutenant Colonel working at J6 Joint General Staff (Signal Communications) – Headquarters.
I applied for family evacuation, reserved for high-ranking officers through the American Advisory Group. But wait there’s more!
A refugee's journey - Vietnam to Australia 
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