Yellow Guard

This poem is written to reveal the voluntary services of Tibetan Youth Congress at Bodh Gaya, specially the night duty of being a yellow guard,,,,

In the mid of cough and cold
I am the yellow guard
Guarding tens and thousands of tent,
Listening the hateful songs of innocence
Snoring here and snoring there
Killing the youthfulness of silent night,
I am the yellow guard
Guarding the gods men
In the mid of evils and devils.
Sonsnow

Author's Note

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