When it comes to ears
What happens
It sounds like something strange
Like something is wrong
Like cracking horns
Like breaking glass
Like thunderbolts
When a child cries
Is a sign of life
A sign of action and noise
Makes you ready to help
In that cry is a request
Or order to remember
The duty to nourish him
To identify him as a member
Of the family
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem