Nail in boot
I limp and
Right foot's sole swollen
Of course hurts, it has pain
Brutal the five-inch steel nail
Went in and reached the bone
I stopped, almost shout
But raised man: "No cry! ! ! "
Therefore I…how could I?
Easily went through my boot nail…
Can't afford buying the safety ones
Not today, in these days
Priorities do not let!
Have to work
And work hard
Earn to make capital
For my film…
No asking, no bowing
And "No To Borrowing…"
I invest of myself proudly
As did Che on his way
To success or failure…
We did same when younger
Stubborn as always I remain!
Then swam in currents
Abandoned hand and legs
Alternative that or this
Considered to be tied
Did not use
"Pretend! "
"Consider you are caught…"
"Enemy"
Like then now
"Pretend" pain is not
Painfully walk tall at anywhere…
Only when at home I, reveal pain
And that is to myself! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Beautiful poignant write... The anguish is loud enough... Beautiful vivid lines.
Thank you for sympathising...