they give you diffrent names
to make you the one they want
you try, run and fight
you dig the ground and go inside
you forget who you really are
soon, the one they made of you is lost
and the lonely days come
we will be old
we won’t be fit and good looking like before
don’t judge, and name
don’t separate and humiliate us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what a tremendous writes.............