You don't care who came before?
To give the life to get you through the door!
I know who came first and who elders are?
They are fire, soil, water and air! !
Who gives us medicine and breeze?
Those oldest species, greens and trees!
Time passed by and I grew old!
But I was a rebel and couldn't be sold! !
I lived with pride and without giving slavery!
Avoided masters and lived ordinary!
I chose the hardship, suffering, pain!
But I am not the Jesus who will come again! !
I always lost big considering my donation!
I rose up over and over to enjoy liberation!
I got my freedom and unchained my feet!
I am a free man and the nature who can meet! !
You got countries, wealth and home!
But I am in the"state of nature" to freely roam!
Deaths and bloods of my family benefited you!
I am just stuck in a traffic jam in your wrong avenue! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Somewhere, it touches upon the history of man which entailed sacrifices made to earn freedom of mind and soul. Thanks, Chan, for this great piece of writing.