R2: Siu Mi vs. Helix [Siu Mi Advances - No Show]

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Verses are due Friday, August 8th, 2:59 a.m. Eastern Time.
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Verses must be a minimum of 10 lines or a maximum of 48 lines or 650 words.

Votes are due Sunday, August 10th, 2:59 a.m. Eastern Time.

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TOPIC:

Faber est suae quisque fortunae.
"Every man is the artisan of his own fortune."
- Appius Claudius Caecus.


Siu Mi Helix

Good luck to both competitors.

[Siu Mi]

I hope you show ^.^

[Helix]

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[Siu Mi]

My Dad



He was an immigrant with only his native tongue.
His ambition infinite, he built a dynasty in a dangerous slum.
Lin's Chinese (changed to protect identity), he would make enough
To send tuition home for his brothers and still build the menu up.
He started with fried rice and chicken and branched to peking duck.
His brothers made it over with degrees and bought a delivery truck-
More like a civic hatch with Lin's Chinese on the sides and the front.
He made a trip back to China and met a tourist from Japan.
They traded laughs, and soon shared vows and living plans.
They were so in love they had me and two boys, got a minivan,
And wanted to leave the slum to protect the budding fam.
But success has its hiccups and my uncles wanted a cash advance.
These former scholars embraced the city's underbelly, insatiably damned.
One uncle went into the hole 100 grand. The other on heroine contraband.
The bookies and handlers wanted their cash... they handed over my dad,
Who refused to enable their dark desires and deviate from the dynasty's plans.
I woke up one Sunday and got news we were robbed.
I came down stairs to the restaurant and found yellow tape and cops.
Two suspects were arrested. One was killed. One victim was shot.
I no longer had my dad, an honest man going for what he knew'd eventually cost him.
My mother told me everything she knew. I immediately lost it.
My uncles had debts, gave dad's name and the wolves tried to profit.
He had a motto that got him killed: "You are responsible for your losses.
A man should never depend on another to make money." But at 4 in the morning
Three men robbed one and picked a fight with a Chinese marksman.
After he shot the first in the face, they unloaded. His funeral was a closed coffin.
I will never forget what he stood for. Even when we fought, he was fair.
He is my everlasting example that dead and honorable beats a scoundrel breathing his air.