I may float in accordance with the wind's tempo,
I may stand in the midst of the wildest tempest,
But like the iroko, I remained unmoved.
The sky may be darkened like the frightening night
And stars falling and causing the most bizarre sight,
But like the roaring lion; i am unafraid.
Though the mountain be lowered and oceans shallowed,
Though my feet be shrunk and wings be fallowed,
But like the eagle; I will still swiftly soar,
I may sit on trouble waters, but like the rock I'm unshakable,
Though anarchy may loom, i stand unsurmountable,
Though i shrouds from seeming dangers in caution, I'm fearless.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem