Knee high boots
On a daring journey back to my roots
Oral, books n' all, the routes
The future is kept in books; muchmoreso now, digital books
Don't mourn for no one cares
Rather write what you can
For, writt'n words stored are a treasure to posterity
Brooks contain great ideas too
So, I'm not ashamed of my roots
I'll not mourn for the material lack, as it looks
Neither will I continually grieve because of colonial spooks
Rather what I desire to become, will I engrave in the books
@1 October 2022
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem