now the sound of the rain
makes her see ghosts
lots of ghosts
white women with long black hair
muscular men with monkey's hair
all over their bodies
she cries her pains
out to every dropp of rain
that hurts her body
Little Dindin suffers
and she points to the rain as the cause
of her pain
lots of pain
her heart bleeds but no one sees it
now they are confused
about Little Dindin's malady
the medicine man
shakes his head for not knowing the real cause
the doctor says there is nothing wrong
with her pulse
or nose
Little Dindin is sad and sick
Because her mother left her
It is her that suffers most
When another marriages goes
Into the rocks
And no fairy tale in any book
that she reads
Cures the sickness in her soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem