We’ve been
to distance beaches,
walked bare-footed in the sand of hope.
But our differences won’t let us cope.
We’ve watched the sea waves danced.
We’ve swam in several philter pools.
We’ve done more to keep our fathers’ hearts.
Which rendered ours of no relevant,
Yet our minds remain apart.
How many miles shall we walk,
groping for love in darkness of time?
We must not remain slaves to loyalty
where our free will is in chains of black ethics.
This grudging wedlock shall no longer be bonded
by the bartered pledges of our paters.
Let darkness fall on them
to liberate us today and tomorrow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem