Fifty degree heat
And we are alive.
The sun is at its fiercest
And we are alive.
Blazing summer and no tree
And we are alive.
No foot wear, no surprise
And we are alive.
No good care from anybody
And we are alive.
No shed no water
And we are still alive, my dear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem