A man of my clan won;
I am conscious of my clan.
A man of my tongue won;
I am conscious of my tongue.
A man of my soil won;
I am conscious of my soil.
Can at all I dispense
With my belongingness?
26.09.2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
liked this, Shan, belonignness is everything, but we also need to break out, only to start a whole new belongingness - starting anew, and again.