Yours to discover
If I were Indian
name given; Andean
resident for long time
I'd ignore there, here.
I must make bonfire.
I must burn the orders
to enlarge the flames.
First of all would be the:
"For you to discover."
I see that as a shame
insult to, bone-flesh
Gringo ruled to say:
"Prior is worthless."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem