Like the chilling breeze, they came in with the waves
Took hold, to unfold, their liquidated minds
Just as the extensive blooms of the deep Red Sea
The prowess was gone, in the pale
mind's eye.
With all their chains to bind us, our feet could only soar
Tied to the sky, were our repudiated minds
Our footsteps wiped, pulled up by the roots
The prowess will be traced, in the dark
mind's flight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem