Rise prior sun' head tray put
Voice procure what vend calls
There sat I in view young she
One who just might' have been me
Saunters crossly through downpour
Siblings must eat thought that cross
This her strength as rest ‘blige not
In view mine' hawks girl of young
Beneath blanket' thought self
That were me' man I'd find
Whose bed comfort shall' thro' rain
And purse mine his coin shall fill
There medic to be grace mind
Or lawyer in earnest abused child
Perhaps rich better thought to self
For last desire that suffer fate hers
Yet breeze pity held as cold gave
With torrent coursing towards feet hers
There death in veils nude wire
One negligence us all input put
If unknown she be known to you
Thou lie for her path cross daily life
Where ‘pon ignore gave and on smile
Yet here in view of young she daily gazed
Known to aged mother as future
And to siblings as savior
And perhaps sweet all knows her
But matter not for God knew her an angel
In rain her ghost saunters still
On to freedom she sets on
But shall remember sweet she each night
For she be girl could have been
And this won't make name mine of her
But make name hers known all
Many like her yet my gaze dwell
Them who you could have been
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem