Tibetans Inside Tibet

Tibetans, Burning, The flames everywhere. One, two, three....... Already self-immolated,23. How many sparks will be? Hundreds or thousands, Maybe even more.... Gunfire, Tibetans shot down, One after another. Now Twelve Tibetans lie down in the blood, Their bodies wrenched away Never back. Caught To the jail. An eagle snatching a sparrow. Never to be seen again Or seen crippled Handicapped, an invalid. Tibetans In invisible manacles, Surrounded by a metre wall. Even for one step, bound. Tibetans, Unseen and unheard by The world. The pain Only Tibetans can feel. The words Only Tibetans can hear. The blood Only Tibetans can see. Because It happens underground, Where the world Does not look.