can you kill me
tear my flesh apart
smash my brain out
use a bomb
or a missile
or a gun
or a rope
or an arrow
or a cutlass
my voice bears children of my kind
my song moves quicker on their lips
they bear grandchildren
my spirit goes on
i shall go on
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well done..its impressive and interesting poem..10/10