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It was all too easy to know that the work farms where the ponies slaved away would never grow anything more than enough hay and beans to feed one filly for every three that were starving. But those lucky enough to be dead no longer feared it when the sun arose and burnt their already blistered skin. Screams became lullabies, and gun shots were wind chimes. You woke with a gun in your face, and you never slept alone.
Those who would sweat all day and make their houses out of mud knew that they had few friends from their former life left. But after watching those around you fall in the same predicament that you found yourself in you created a connection, you created a twisted community, an understanding for the average slave pony standing next to you, the one who always looks like his knees could give way at any moment, the one who falls on his face and vomits. That pony could easily be you tomorrow, you became close to one another because you all shared a similar fate. This is what Diamond Tiara lacked in these times.
Up in her house Diamond Tiara could see all of the ponies working from her window, she laughed at them. This was all her doing, and now she could brag about how she never had to change her ways all she wanted. She predicted that the Khmer Rouge would one day gain the upper hand if she helped them, in a brief moment of brilliance she predicted the future. So Diamond Tiara just gave them a slight push forward with one hoof, and in the other she held funding for the Khmer Rouge and a wicked future for the anypony that wasn't her. Diamond Tiara always felt the need to be superior, she needed to be above her peers. Well she was now so above her peers that they could no longer be considered her peers anymore, most ponies that she knew from her past were dead now anyways.
For a year the Khmer Rouge occupied Equestria, there was no hope to get rid of them, but the former civilian ponies could still kill their Judas.
So you been to school for a year or two and you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car thinkin' you'll go far back east you're type don't crawl
Play ethnic jazz to parade your snazz on your five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know how the zebras feel cold and the slums got so much soul
It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace Yourself, my dear
Brace Yourself, my dear
It's a Holiday in Equestria
It's tough kid but it's life
It's a Holiday in Equestria
Don't forget to pack a wife
In a wicked deal with an evil man Diamond Tiara was spared the slave life. All she had to do was work on thier side, give money and you make money. She invested in a future without her friends, but it was also a future where she would have a spot on the top, it made her feel like a god. In fact The Khmer Rouge would have never succeded without her, so she had a vital role in the fate of Equestria, in that sense she was a god, her decisions affected and ended the lives of practically all ponies.
You're a star-belly sneech you're sucking like a leech you want everypony to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch so you can get rich but your boss gets richer off you
We'll you'll work harder with a gun in your back for a bowl of hay a day
Slave for soldiers till you starve then your head skewered on a stake
And I can go where people are one
And I can go where they get things done
What you need my son
What you need my son
It's a Holiday in Equestria
Where ponies dress in black
It's a Holiday in Equestria
Where you'll kiss ass or crack
Diamond Tiara watched as a big horde of work ponies suddenly appeared in the gardens in front of her luxury home. In these kind of numbers they had great power, and the worst part was that Diamond Tiara knew this. Fear was the first emotion that reached her mind, fear was a feeling she had not experienced in a very long time and it's sudden return was too much for her to handle. The work ponies tore down the front door to her mansion, a door that was bigger than any of thier homes, and they rushed in.
It was apparent that the soldiers were not going to save her, the sudden realization of this almost made Diamond Tiara have a heart attack, the marching and the angry voices grew closer every second. Being caught by the barbaric slaves meant death, and since there was no other way outside from her second floor queen decorated bedroom Diamond Tiara was forced to jump out the window.
But even a desperate act like this would not save her, the first soldier who saw her smashed her in the side of her head with the butt of his gun. The work ponies who got left behind immediately went towards the commotion, Diamond Tiara was not hard to recognize. The work ponies grabbed her and held her arms behind her back, the soldier aimed his gun at her.
In the back of her mind Diamond Tiara always knew that the Khmer Rouge would not support her spoiled ways forever, and if the work ponies one day decided to kill her they had no problems with sitting back and watching the show, maybe even get involved too, they must have.
The deceptive leader of the Khmer Rouge was the one who originally got Diamond Tiara to help him conquer Equestria. She wanted to remember his name so she could curse him in her final moments, but she could not remember it, not until a shot rang out did she remember his wretched name.
"Pol Pot," that was his name, "curse you Pol Pot." Diamond Tiara's final thoughts before fading away from this world were ones of hate, hate for the evil that had a name, hate for Pol Pot. Until her death she thought about nothing else but that name.
Pol, Pot
Pol, Pot
Pol, Pot
Pol, Pot
Pol, Pot
Pol, POT!
Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot
Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot Pol Pot It's a
Holiday in Equestria
Where you'll do what your told
Holiday in Equestria
Where the slums got so much soul
And the band playing was found dead soon after the song ended.
Pol Pot
