Don't expect to be welcomed in my backyard,
To disregard my heritage and culture.
That acceptance you will not find.
No matter whose attention you get,
To express how my actions offend....
With a pretentiousness you wish,
I will allow at my table for you to dish.
You are welcomed to share.
Not to decide what is there and prepared.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem