Sunday, March 4, 2012



If the world is my body, I burn
The body of world, I am fire
Of truth, my people said
If the world is my mirror, I see
Not myself, I am not I am
Breathing in under the mask of world
If the world is my reality, I read
The suffering my people, 
But you don’t know how blind this world is
This real world of us, too blind to us-Tibet
I wish I were the fire of this world
To burn all eye of your black heart
Let you see through my mirror
The painful human, my people in Tibet
Take off your mask, show me your real face

No comments:

Post a Comment