Dawa Chamchung

Karma - Poem by Dawa Chamchung


O peace loving people of the world
Come and have a glimpse of your brothers and sisters
In the land of beautiful mountains
Where safe were even the smallest creatures

We are on the top of this beautiful world
But can’t breathe the fresh air that we should have
We breathe the air with smell of guns
Alas! They didn’t even spared the nuns

O citizens of this wonderful world
We were poor but not sad
May be we lack comfort of the outside world
But were content with what we had

O my beloved sentient beings
From the land of the great snow lions
We all pray for your happiness and wellbeing
But instead faced hatred and torture as never seen

May be it’s our karma which we cannot escape
The hatred, the torture and the deaths
From the hands of the red army
For how long should we hold our breath?

But may be its our bond Karma
To continue to pray for peace
And happiness of every sentient beings
Taught by the great Buddha Dharma

NOTE: land of the great snow lions refers to TIBET


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 8, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, August 8, 2010

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