Mao, A Man Who Controlled Billions of People and Yet Had No Control Over Himself

The from my brother James O'Reilly:

"I'm reading Mao: The Unknown Story, by Jung Chang and Jon Halliday, in which Mao is revealed in all his hideous glory. Here's a poem Mao wrote in his early thirties:


Eagles soar up the long vault,
Fish fly down the shallow riverbed,
Under a sky of frost, ten thousand creatures vie to impose their will.
Touched by this vastness,
I ask the boundless earth:
Who after all will be your master?


70 million people had to terminally suffer while this constipated demon attempted to answer the question :-( "