You cant stop me, no you cant
for I have made up my mind on this to join my father
elders in their abode.
You cant stop me now let me go or are you jealous
of my misfortunes or should I be older than the phoenix?
arent you afraid of this world.
No man but all of you are responsible for my
despair life.
Should I sow corn and reap coconut?
should I work hard and still serve my serfs?
I am blind and searching for the days my father elders will me.
When at last they will call me to sit by them in their peacefull grave
Ihave become what the world want me to become
and I hope they become what they I envisage for them
for my mystery may be your sacrifice
for my death may bring your wants.
Dedicated to my Mum
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think I understand this poem's sentiment although the English isn't very clear but I can read between the lines and it's very sad and pullsat my heart strings......... Ruthie