The Dignity of the Tibeten People by Chogyam Trungpa

The sword of hatred is ornamented with the handle of invasion,

A red star has imprisoned the sun and moon,

The high snow-peaked mountains are cloaked in the darnkess of a poisonous wind;

The peaceful valleys have been shattered by the sound of artillery.

But the dignity of the Tibetan people competes with the glory of the sky.