How does Europa's child
Love the child of her mother
How does Japeth & Shem
Console their tattered brother
As deep, as dark, as indigo dye
Sad enough to snatch tear from cry
One wailing cry for one wayward character
A woman so striking it hurts to stare at her
But she'll always treat you like god damn America
As deep, as dark, as indigo dye
Sad enough to snatch tear from cry
The dying breath of a heathen people
Long, lost, & snatched from The Womb
Have built their lives within their tomb
As deep, as dark, as indigo dye
Sad enough to snatch tear from cry
Who wails these wants, the young or old
Which hearts are with spikes impailed
Upon salvation's cross whom is nailed
Yet their stories never told
As deep, as dark, as indigo dye
Sad enough to snatch tear from cry
Born with a noose,13 loops, round the neck
See the blazing touches, gasp for life as your body schourches
Wrangled & charred, souvenirs they collect
As deep, as dark, as indigo dye
Sad enough to snatch tear from cry
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I would like to translate this poem
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