'R' stands for Refugee |
My mind is restless
Constantly in quest of answers
For which I fail miserably
While time flies by mercilessly.
And I remain static and still
Reminding me I am still refugee.
I have heard enough of nations
Rise and fall and rise again.
When will time for Tibet come?
I wonder and remain utterly unknown
For they say “might is right”
Which I believe is China’s pride.
I wonder about with exile permit
Could never get ‘home’ so far.
I need to feel and say with proud
This is my ‘home’ and my destiny
And do away with the exile tag
Before I can reasonably demand to live life
For I am 26 sans a sight of Tibet yet.
Despite the killings on spree in Tibet
Thanks to infamous CCP hands
The spirit of nationalism still grows
With time, it will be hard and solid
Take the shape of a horn of full-grown bull.
And only then will China take notice of us meek so far
And say, yes, “Free Tibet”, let’s go back
Until then I will be still refugee
This is getting an age-old feeling.
Written sometime in November 2009.