Voices of Tibet

By Tsoltim N Shakabpa

Though our countrymen in Tibet

Have been forcibly silenced

I smell the wind in Tibet howl with bitterness at the autocratic rule

I see the yaks of Tibet grunt with anger at the illegal occupation of our land

I hear the babes in Tibet cry out with exasperation at the destruction of our culture

I taste the clouds over Tibet foam with commination at the extinction of our language

I feel the thunder across Tibet roar with frustration over our fruitless efforts to negotiate

I feel the forests of Tibet rustle with vexation at the burglary of our treasures

I see the rivers of Tibet surge with restlessness at the imprisonment of our compatriots

I taste the snowcapped mountains of Tibet melt with rancor at the lies the illegal rulers tell

I smell the sun over Tibet burn with aggravation at the migration of foreigners into our country

I hear the Potala of Tibet scream with impatience for the return of the Dalai Lama to His throne

Though the voices of our countrymen in Tibet have been silenced

My five senses are attuned to the voices of the environment in Tibet

Loudly, clearly and fiercely clamoring for a free and peaceful Tibet

With a democratic system under the auspices of the Dalai Lama

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