A lecturer,
A university lecturer;
Coming on my way to understand my muse,
The poesy of my letters.
A collective decision,
With the muse of the national cake;
Contended with the romance of love!
And, accepted with the joy of the heart.
Impressions! !
With the impression of my works;
Able to teach the youth and the adults,
Like the colours of the rainbow up high in the sky.
Love,
Confirmed!
With the high-profile of peace in the land of the living;
As the lecturer came along to learn my ways.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem