Poem for free Tibet, Olympic Games of Cruelty

OLYMPIC GAMES OF CRUELTY

The Roof of the World is pierced
Snow swirling in all directions
On the golden tiles, vultures perch
Plundered Treasures, tortured bodies
All these for uranium
You can always scream
Tibet
As to human rights
The world is silent

The Roof of the World is wonky
Olympic Games of Cruelty
Lhasa, capital of swindling
Concrete, drugs, whores, synthetic yaks
All these for uranium
You can always scream
Tibet
As to human rights
The world is silent

The Roof of the World is at bay
Nuclear warheads against the walls
Nomads, pasture of birds of prey
Work Camps, beatings, goose-step
All these for uranium
You can always scream
Tibet
As to human rights
The world is silent

The Roof of the World is not crushed
The sky remained blue and naked
Colors of hope as far as the eye can reach
Leave the uranium
Take the sun, write on it
Tibet!
Long live human rights!
Freedom for Tibet!

Reading : Jane Birkin
Text : Irène Frain
Translation : Sandrine Ederly-Sayo
Pictures : François Frain

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