The Middle Way
In a tiger’s hands
my dog will squirm and fall slack.
No match. Not even close.
·
The Dalai Lama
knows a tiger’s strength; he knows
to mind his hands.
China as metaphor
cannot silence a yelping dog.
·
My tiger is death.
Unlike the Dalai Lama,
I fight guerilla
wars. I trust in violence.
I squirm until I fall slack.
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