it did not dream
it did not desire
to become a house
it kept still
while being transported
from the hill of its origins
it did not complain
while its body was smashed
to become gravel for the roads
when it blood flowed
it did not cry out in pain
it was too good for human beings
(translated from Malay by Muhammad Haji Salleh}
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Errata: It did dream ] It did not dream