When I was born
My mother said
You are a refugee.
Our tent on the roadside
Smoked in the snow.
On your forehead
Between your eyebrows
There is an R embossed
My teacher said.
I scratched and scrubbed,
On my forehead I found
A brash of red pain.
I am born refugee.
I have three tongues.
The one that sings
Is my mother tongue.
The R on my forehead
Between my English and Hindi
The Tibetan tongue reads :
RANGZEN (freedom)
"Refugee" est un poème issu de "Kora" de Tenzin Tsundue,
célèbre poète activiste tibétain.
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