Tibetan Side of Town
Through rutted winding streets of Kathmandu Dodging crowded humans, cows, dogs, rickshaws Storefronts constellated pools of blue-white Bright against darkening walls The butterfly sparkle in my lasered eye still seems To hold that last shot of red sun through haze over jumbled roofs Everything moves like slow fluid in this atmosphere Thick as dreams With sewage, incense, dust and fever and the smoke of brick kilns and cremations Tom Kelly's bike rumbles down We're going drinking on the Tibetan side of town Beggar with withered legs sits sideways on skateboard, grinning There's a joke going on somewhere but we'll never know Those laughing kids with hungry eyes must be in on it, too With their clinging memories of a culture crushed By Chinese greed Pretty young mother by the temple gate Covers her baby's face against diesel fumes That look of concern, you can see it still Not yet masked by the hard lines of a woman's Struggle to survive Hard bargains going down When you're living on the Tibetan side of town Big red Enfield Bullet lurches to a halt in the dust Last blast of engine leaves a ringing in the ears That fades into the rustle of bare feet and slapping sandals And the baritone moan of long bronze trumpets Muffled by monastery walls Prayer flags crack like whips in the breeze Sending to the world, tonight the message blows east Dark door opens to warm yellow room and there Are these steaming jugs of hot millet beer And I'm sucked into the scene like this liquor up This bamboo straw Sweet tungba sliding down Drinking on the Tibetan side of town
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