I was then ten years old
Son unique for my parents
Poor in toys the life bold
Electric current was recent
Once they went visit friend
Out of village was his home
By barbed wires fended the land
I see a can I did roam
I caught two wires to pass
Power gripped both my hands
Shook me strongly near to death
Then tossed me on road end.
Monday 16 June 2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem