Who am I that I can choose
To pick from my closet different types of shoes
Who am I that my feet are bare
When I only wish I had shoes to wear
Who am I that I have food
Whenever I'm hungry to eat
Who am I that I am hungry
And for food I have to seek
Who am I when I am thirsty purified water I drink
Who am I that I walk for water
When I don't even have a sink
Who am I that is covered with laced bras
And different types of clothes
Who am I which have no clothes
And walk around daily with my breast exposed
Who am I that have a home to go to everyday
Who am I that my home is wherever
And under a bridge I stay
Who am I that have an Ipod, computer and a Wii
Who am I that have no calculator, phone, yet alone even a t.v
Who am I that I can cleanse my soul and bathe from a shower
Anytime of the day, hour after hour
Who am I that a shower I have not
And to cleanse my soul, I bathe from a pot
Who am I that whether near or far
I can ride a bus or even drive my car
Who am I that there is no bus and I have no car
And the distance you drive, I walk just that far
The same means of functioning daily is done with less
Yet at the same time, the one with more, complains more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem