You did not come to know,
My mother and father.
Like my sisters and I did,
To respect and adore them...
In loving memories and adulation.
You did not come to know,
My mother and father.
To come to my home to express,
Your ignorance and disrespect.
As if this is accepted with a doing as you please.
You did not come to know,
Those who lived and dwelled in my home.
And if you did...
But you didn't,
You still have no right to ignite your indignities.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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