Values Of A Nomad Poem by Shitta Priscillia Anthenna

How about that, are we Nomads?
Are we the northern deserters,
Are we the visuals of uncivilized truly?
Why? Do consider our culture, morals, yes morals, our skin, our hearts, we were once toddlers left to nature beat and fragile with sways.
Are we truly 'the uncivilized as state,
Rem'we were born to grow and learn, as we did but on our terms..
Wrath is anger, we were born to tame our cows, feed our clan,
Be free and live true without barriers..
Living for the day, and living with our images as Nomads..

Nomads with delights
Nomads with desire
Nomads with destiny deals
We are Nomads
We were born free and wild..