Though child but receive reverence like statesman
Yet this irk them and decide to plot against
Use slander and calumny to attack I
Though words spread fast but am such brick wall
That repel all attacks ‘Cos I try to strive hard
Thou canst use black paint my complexion remain the same
‘Cos I can never relent and subscribe to charlatans
Laugh and laugh as I pass thee
Fingers pointing and faces staring me
And this disorganize mind and depress even the strong heart
Honestly am confused, dejected and traumatized
Courtesy of a sin I never done
A neighbor strike me and pretend family friend
But no one I ever told and one day life will vindicate I
My success is no less than hard work
But why jealous of it and character thou assassinate
Though nine lives the character get
What do thou think of a man whom Lord is so behind?
He ply, fly and climb the mountain top and thou canst bring down
Though slandered and traumatized, he vowed to keep tall
And continue to rise up
The fall will never derange him
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem