Been down so long,
It made me strong.
You kicked me when I was down,
yet still I did not make a sound.
I pray and pray for it to stop.
How does it feel to be on top?
I want to know what it's like to win,
And now that I do, you won't again.
If you can feel your legs when I'm done,
Then lets hope you have the strength to run!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem