Kpobi, do not bury me in Egypt when i die;
But take me to my native land.
Kpobi, you are the first sign of my strength;
And you need to learn more from me like,
The force of gravity resting on us.
Lip, tip, zip;
You need to learn mre in this life!
For i am your father with words of peace and love.
'Yl Shaddai'!
To speak with flatering lips will not lead you on;
For this world around us does need peace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem