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Poetry By: Philip Roberts

About the USA in the 1960s and Tibet today.

Submitted:Jan 30, 2011    Reads: 24    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

If the Dreamer were alive today
He'd dream of a free
He'd tell the Chinese to, 'Get the Hell out!'
And we'd follow without regret.

But the Dreamer died forty years ago
And his dream of hope died too,
So no-one stands up to
Saying, 'What the Hell can we do?'

When the Dreamer died truth died too
At least that's the way it seems,
So the
Beijing nightmare goes ever on
And Tibetans can only dream.

They dream of a time when freedom
Is a Given, not like it is now,
When they don't have to wonder hen freedom will come
And they don't have to wonder how.

But dreams of hope are sinking fast
Like the sun in the evening sky,
And just as the Dreamer died years ago
Will Tibetan dreams also die?

Is there a future still for justice
Or is injustice now in command?
Will we one day have to go to war,
So we can liberate the Tibetans?

Is freedom a forelorn dream
Of a future we will never see,
Tibet ever can independence
From the control of the Chinese?

Is injustice now in control, so
A war with
China is the only hope?
Or will the Chinese step back a bit
To give justice much greater scope?

© Copyright 2011
Philip Roberts,
Melbourne, Australia


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