I love
I love"Tibet, Roof of the world"
Is a beautiful country, I love
Because, Tibet is my country,
"I heard and read about Tibet's glories'.
I imagined, in eyes blood drawings,
Patriot abstract freedom paintings,
10th march 1959, "Red Chinese" marched,
With tanks and guns; demolished temples
Massacre monks, nuns and innocent peoples,
Exploited natural resources, arts and crafts.
Tibet Roof of the world,
Is a beautiful country, I love
Because Tibet is my country,
To free Tibet my country...
Is my duty and birth right,
Why I wait and hope?
To those mercenaries*,
Ego taller than refugee memories,
To free Tibet, they never worry,
When I talk they say, excuse me...
I am busy and sorry.
Tibet Roof of the world,
Is my country, I love
I will contribute my blood
To free my country Tibet,
Dropping bloods never end.
But will continue to...
Flow and drop, to free Tibet
Poetry by Tsewang Dorjee9
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Written on 2007-03-31 at 15:56
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