Without language
Our land, our life
Would be unproductive,
And see my dear friends,
We are all going
Towards destructions.
We are experiencing misery
Every day, dear friends,
Feel it at every moment,
We are free, we are sovereign,
Yet, our condition is not good,
The curse of foreign language is
There with us and we are
Far from peace and progress.
But I am blackIn color.And you are going onDiscriminating me.Still, I care not.I care not,The color of the sky,I care not,How deep the ocean is.And I am here as usual.The thing is I am hereTo take care everything.The air is there,So also the light.The sun is comingAnd going without break.I am not asking aboutYour dress…
Anything whimsically.I am very happy,And my life isVery comfortableAnd pleasing.Still, I fear the world,And I want to go backTo the earth,To the water,To the fire,To the air, andTo the sky.
What to takeWhere to goHow to stayWith whom to loveAnd dearWe are just consumerAnd it is allUnknown to usAbout the dayAnd the nightsBut dear we are toDevelop good attitude.
Going onIn terms of myMoves.SeeYou are thereIn the world.Win and lossAre there here,Very hard toDigest loss, though.But yeah,The end is one.
I am ready toAccept my dear,Worry not,Whatever you likePlease offer.With you,If nothing isAlso there,No matter.Just give meYour mind,That’s enough.
Learn how to live,Learn how to compose poems.Learn how to compose,Learn how to see and say.Learn how to see and say,And know the world.The world is yours,And you belong to the world.Know how to accept the world,And know how to handle the life.Life is there in all, truth,Salute all for they are with you.
