Analysis of WHEN THE DREAMER DIED

If the Dreamer were alive today
He’d dream of a free Tibet,
He’d tell the Chinese to, ‘Get the Hell on out!’
And we’d follow without regret.

But the Dreamer died fifty years ago
And his dream of hope died too,
So no-one stands up to Beijing
Saying, ‘What the Hell can we do?’

When the Dreamer died truth died too
At least that’s the way it seems,
So the Beijing nightmare goes ever on
And Tibetans can only dream.

They dream of a time when freedom
Is a Given, not like it is now,
When they don’t have to wonder
                    if freedom will ever come
And they don’t have to wonder how.

But dreams of hope are sinking fast
Like the sun in the evening sky,
And just as the Dreamer died years ago
Will Tibetan dreams also die?

Is there a future still for justice
Or is injustice now in command?
Will we one day have to go to war,
So we can liberate the Tibetans?

Is freedom a forlorn dream
Of a future, we will never see,
Can Tibet ever get independence
From the control of the Chinese?

Is injustice now in control?
So a war with China is the only hope?
Or will the Chinese step back a bit
To give justice much greater scope?

THE END
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Melbourne, Victoria, Australia