I live to impress,
impress by the colour of my skin,
that i unite regardless with world of my own belonging
i fight the political slavery of my soul,
that destroys and demolish my identity
i live to defringe
the spite of race
so against the pace
i rise and give praise
to my redeemed roots
that i loose not at all
the exact terminal i am
by the colour of my nation
i offer motion to my tribe
that regardless in my success
i grant failure to the foes of passion
and never should i fake that heart
for a mind i not know of.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good poem..well written... Please take a gkance at my poem(freedom)