Alexander Duncan

Rookie (April 9,1954 / Toronto, Ontario, Canada)

The Loneliness Of The Dalai Lama - Poem by Alexander Duncan

My birth, taken.
Surprised by the light,
The caravan carries me away
Into the night.
I cannot see
Where it might end,
But I remember
Where it began.
The flowers of my flesh
Cover the countryside.
Buried deep,
Their roots abide.
This candle flame,
Alone in name,
It is my shame
To carry.
I dare not tarry.
I shall not stagger
Beneath two destinies.
For I am free.

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  • (8/15/2012 9:17:00 AM)

    Like the very noble motives that inspired this. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 15, 2012

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