Somewhere near the city of bats
I watched grandma weed her plants
The earth sipped and say sweet sweat
when she worked and sing a song;
‘Lead me home, Savior
My home in paradise
Lead me home, Savior
My home is in the sky’.
Soon, she looked at little me,
smiled and said, ‘O! Ubini,
you should have seen your grand seed.
But death came like a bat from hell.’
In my heart, love began to whirl
for the man I never meant.
I see him in my father’s eyes.
And once upon a dream,
someone showed him to me.
I wish I could throtle death
for glomming my grandpa
before my feet kissed the earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem