I saw it first when the roads were red
A kid dreading to wake up her mother
Broken hearts and broken families
She leant over her son seeking answer for his death
Tense air, running feet like wild fire
And my mother holds me tight to her chest
A tear fall down, my families were sleeping deep
Through the mountains, under the darkness
She took me to an unknown place, not my village
I asked for father and my brothers
Mother said they will never wake up ever
Do I know why? Do I dare to?
Do i?
Again a tear
A week in the woods, I heard a voice
Echoing like a trumpet of king’s wedding
Little of rocks might have trembled
Abridged news it was, we gave him alms in return
Like his old worn out dress, the oldest whispered
Ornery troops are chasing, moment to seek shelter in wild
Lightning were running after one another
My brain was out washed; my eyes seek for an answer
With my tiny finger in my mother’s hand, I ran
The wind blowing harsh, the ashes still warm
Across a mile, I turned back
My heart still there and my legs gave up
Do I dare to stay? Do I dare to?
Do I?
Again a tear
My pally throat crying for water, I gasped an air
Mother consoled me saying we are near
Near to where? Near to what?
I knocked myself with secret questions
Such a parody of life, in my father’s lap days ago
And now running into the unknown
Her pellucid brown eyes tells me she is scared
It wanders pensively out into the mountains
Heaven might know who is after us, but why?
With the fall of night, we stopped
Like wild hogs, they gathered and words were flying
At the extreme right, kids amused themselves with stones
I threw a question to the eldest among all
He tight his fist with a stone and perched on a rock
I waited for the answer, blankly he said he don’t know
May be monsters, hair on my hands stood up
Do I dare to ask them? Do I dare to?
Do I?
Again a tear
Humming a folk tune, I slept in my mother’s arms
Could hear the angry roar of wind, but warm
Ousted from my village, now in woods I lay
In the midst of night, my eye opened
At the darkest hour, she was running again
Pushing me unto her chest like a treasure
Perplex air and I saw her pasty face,
A feel of deep pessimism, I clanged on her
Heavy breathe of comrades fill my ears, so loud
Beating of heart with the bangs of gun, troop chased
In no where, gust of snow fall in the race
We ran on our naked brown feet with cold face
She placed me safely in a cave with few others
Said she will be back and we will be happy again
Do I dare to run with her? Do I dare to?
Do I?
Again a tear
For a mile, I could visualise her running through the snow
And then she walked, I wondered why she stopped running
Happy was I at the moment, believing her words
Saying to me “we will be happy”,
thought the chase was over, Lord
Alas, such a painful view,
Bloods were making its way on her chest, and few more in queue
She was standing there, words flowing through her eyes
Crying in grief, saying to me it is over
The wind stopped and my heart, I felt her last embrace
Like an angel she looked,
I closed my eyes from that view,
Hoping it to be a nightmare
A pinch on my hand, I looked up, she fall down
Tears running from my heart, warm and strong
Troops marched by on my mother’s cascade
Oh heaven, my mother lying in blood
Mockery of fate, my hands could not reach her
Slowly, that bloody place turned quiet, wonder of nature
I rushed to her, she was cold
A bullet straight through her heart, my mother
I kissed her cheek, stayed there awhile holding her
The stronger I hold her, thought she will be warm
Thought she will be back, now I am alone
Tears on my face, unlucky son of Tibet
Rest came and said we must join the journey
Do I dare to leave her? Do I dare to?
Do I?
Again a tear
Night after night, under the misty moon
My peers and I ran, I was the youngest,
Only 5 years, alone, family less, motherless
An orphan on a voyage, no clothes on my body
No shoe on my feet, only questions in my mind
The mice that I get scared of was my food
The river that I play with mud became my drink
Under the rocks, we would hide and sleep
And I questioned what we did?
One said our crime is being the people of Tibet
I wondered and slept, but dreams of blood
Poking my sleep under the day of furry
When darkness snuggles, we begin
Days after days, now feet in snow, cold
Skin red, bone on flesh, no sense of pain
They said feel your toes, I felt none
In the whiteness of snow, I see my mother
Telling me it is near, oh my mother
I had to leave you behind, forgive this son
At last, at the tip of the mountain, comrades shouted
Joy in the eyes, yet I could sense the pain
I turned back and stared for a moment
In the sky, memories flashed and I knew
Knew the answer, knew the reason
And I said to myself, I lost my country
Lost my Tibet, lost my brothers
Do I dare to get it back?
Do I dare to hold my mother again?
Do I dare to go back to my village?
Do I dare to?
Do I?
Again a tear
