made to carry weight that hold for something
may fall to the ground to repose, for everything
has go down in the soil it grow
strap with light material just to hold on the feet
for where ever it step the whole body stand to
behold, keep it always straight, and never it be
as easy for time can’t be hold but to go away
yet! Nobody have to think as the baby had only
to cry when mother milk is delay, now believe
that worth sees no one, hold everyone for even
slipper catches anyone in the yeses that see
only precious strap that hold the toe and knee
will Tell how it is done, unless it is gone, the
important lives remind the hands
let every fingers wiggle the feet, until the
dirt dried in the sun …..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem