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Youth’s SPEAK! FREE TIBET

Saturday, August 2nd, 2008

The following piece is written by one of my 14 year old students who is from Tibet. On the first day of class, while introducing herself she spoke of her disdain of how China cruely treats the beautiful people of Tibet. She was so articulate and passionate that you would not have thought that you were listening to a 14 year old, but we were. I am thankful that she has written this piece and I am thankful for her educating me to the terror China is imparting on the Tibetan people. I hope through her writing more people will be inspired to find out information about Tibet and China’s inhumane treatment of her people. I hope you enjoy!

YEARNING FREEDOM- FREE TIBET!

                                                                                             

It tears me apart to see Tibetans in Tibet suffer,

A suffering immeasurably undeserved by them who

Endure persecution, imprisonment and murder

Words unthinkable, non-existing in a mere Buddhist’s mind!

 

Struggling for freedom and independence,

From 56 grueling years of brutal and tyrannical Chinese rule.

In a nation which is rightly ours

And has been wrongly snatched from us.

 

A nation, a nation with boundless beauty and grandeur.

Excellence marked in it’s pristine natural environment,

Enhancing aesthetically the philosophical Tibetan mind

And by it’s very power, the hearts of the Tibetan people.

 

With  an abundance of rivers, wealth and natural resources,

Land of “snow-lions” and “yaks”, with “peace-loving” people.

Eminent believers in “reincarnation” and “rebirths”

Followers of Buddhism, is what “Tibet” is richly comprised of!

 

But hatred and envy,

Has led to our misfortune,

Fallen “prey” to the cruel hands of the Evil Occupier

Whose only occupation is to occupy.

 

Once I had a home, a place regarded as heaven’s clone,

Now fading away in the darkness, it is just a deserted soul standing alone.

My home is brooding, blood red from the tears of the Yarlung River

Clear and distinct as a mother’s mourning, Oh! Potala!

 

So now, I extend my voice to the world-wide audience,

To all the “peace-loving” nations with citizens galore,

A helping hand is all we ask for,

In fighting the “noble” cause of regaining our “lost” land back!

 

We Tibetans, bearing the roots of Buddhism

Have strong beliefs in non-violence.

The one and only reason for our passivity,

Is the adoption of violence ever since the beginning.

 

Expressing my deep gratitude to those countrymen,

Who have made exceptional contribution towards “Tibet”.

Others, who are lagging behind, struck by a trance or in a dilemma

“Wake up!” and help towards contributing for Tibet’s freedom.

 

Let us not fight for the glory, but for history.

Let us not fight for the pain we are feeling, but for the freedom we are dreaming of.

Let us not fight for regional rights, but for Tibet’s rights.

Let us not fight for any possession, but for Tibet’s position.

Let us fight for a glorious independent day;

The mark of a new epoch in Tibet.

 

Freedom for Tibet is clear,

Explicit without a single doubt in mind.

An illusion especially for those,

Who are dear to us, yet not near!

 

The path we have jeopardized for liberation, is a swirling whirlwind

Entwining and perplexing many of our leaders,

But the will of the people will prevail,

With victory destined to surpass all expectations.

The smell of freedom and independence,

A few steps away from an accomplishment.

 

We, the youth and future of Tibet

Firmly stand for dignity and the freedom of Tibet.

Ever-willing to contribute towards making our nation,

A nation we can call our “own”

A nation we can call our “home”

A “FREE TIBET”

                    -”BHOE RANGZEN!” ( FREE TIBET)

 

Youth’s Speak! Teen Reaction to Sean Bell: A Must Read

Wednesday, June 25th, 2008

This piece comes to us from an intelligent young brother who is concerned about not only himself but the world around him. With a critical eye, he looks at the Sean Bell situation from the perspective that he too is Sean Bell. We must continue to encourage our youth to be brave and valiant in their efforts to speak out about injustices and to challenge the status quo. I AM VERY HAPPY TO SHARE THIS GENTLEMEN’S WORK WITH YOU.

THE CASKET

This casket I’m in.. Old and tarnished..

Made just for me…

Sun creeping away. My eyes now at the ends of my fingerprints..

The walls weak from holding my mass.

Patruly, pipe tobacco and camphor ripping my nostrils, leaking from these old worn out walls the stifling smell whispers to me..

Remember those old guys you used to call pop, uncle, grandpa..

Dead and gone…

Soon u might be comin’ along.

The world u livin in is da world they got killed in.

Life taken; stolen, buried and rewritten…

Jumped out he had a gun.  50 shots den he is done..

Blood spillin’ on dees brown hands screaming peace. Holding, white flags in the air.. Waving, screaming, PEACE..

Life taken stolen buried and rewritten..

See dis casket dat u in…. its drowned in da system.

Submerged in…. bleach, washing away the truth..

In waters subjective enough to leave not one speck of brown skin above it..

Suffocating……

Your head only sinks.

Ever wonder why the water is so black.

Can’t see past your brother. Your sister your pops.  ©ÙzzØ we all trapped in dis casket.. Dis one big box..

Tags tatted on da walls.. Olu  A.k.a…….

But what does your Aka stand for when I might not breathe another day.

What does your aka stand for in this casket of marked men?

Your aka is just a joke to them.

Its like smearing I’m a loser on a wall to them.

A marked man can’t speak.

And u are marked man. So pleaze believe.

Dat Ur word. Is powerful. If only in numbers.

If life gives u lemons den u have to make limes.

©ÙzzØ a marked mans words… Don’t fit between the lines.

A marked mans words don’t fit into the system.

©ÙzzØ a marked mans words come from a different tradition.

Pleaze listen cuzz a man will never be forgiven.

For changing a system. Dat da whole globe is livin’ in.

Oludare Bernard