you ask me
which man I belong to
which to me,
is like asking myself
how much am I worth?
a blank stare is all
I can afford to asnwer you
cause I could not find a price
for my own independance and dignity
and I guess you might say that's a pity
but all I can think is
it's the best damn shame
that ever happened to me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem