he sulks and he says he is leaving his country
because he does not want to lose the natural
propensity to love, to appreciate another people,
their uniqueness, strengths and weaknesses without
having to resist a racist tendency that has begun to take
a hold on his pschye
he knows he would be like many of his friends if he
does not make a decision fast, friends who have
cultivated the indignity of looking at the world
with very coloured eyes without even feeling
anything wrong or degrading about it, friends who
have lived for too long in a racism fueled country.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem