A Cry In The Cage Poem by Naih Garang

They made me toiled,
When my neck was hit,
Forcin' the long body to coil,
Just playing me like a toy
Being played by a boy,
And there's no hints....... why?
This oftenly makes me feel shy,
If my manhood is being under rated anytime,
I will give a trial in order to pry,
And not to cry,
For heroes sheds no tears,
Coz they may not turn the page,
Since what they yearned for is in this stage,
As enemity degree is at this age,
Claiming 'am the redemption of forefathers' era
Sins of fighting for our freedom,
Which failed and led to this boredom.
So i'll just assume it doesn't hurt
Such that 'am engaged,
Till time of freedom come in this cage,
To stop the cry and get me out of the cage.