In speed I had rode back home
Like a prey
Been chased by hynal,
As Kangaroos had kids on her udder
Against run and not been capture,
Like rat, dead of cat'
I had reached refuge cave
In the bush.
Instead I should die,
Through the child cry
I had rather kill the child
For safety and to be saved;
And in silence
They sailed through
When I remained a grave in cave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love this poem. I had rather kill the child, For safety and to be save..