Language my mother says
I should not forget
So I won't forget my identity.
But I have to adopt
The foreign one to fill up
My belly everywhere in used
Contrary to law though.
So I beg excuse mother
I need no identity for the earth
And the body I think one
And all for progress as you know.
They used to say my words
Are uncivilized and unpracticable
But that of theirs are fine, how unlucky!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem