Happiness, Chinese Style Poem by Amala Comer

Happiness, Chinese Style



Over and over they tell me
'You are Chinese
no Dalai Lama
no Tibet
no such thing as Free'.

The mind starts to slip
after so many years,
'Who am I really,
is this a trick'

How many seasons have passed by
the bars of this prison?
Or is this my home?

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
October 1st 2012
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 24 April 2013

good poem, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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