Man of the home, please go
If you'll leave the children not to grow
And sit on gold of education
Excusing light for darkness to set in
Go, if you respect hunger than fullness
And dwell in the hut of the slothful
Singing to respond to hooting of success
And dancing to the lullabies of failure and nothingness
Man of the home please leave,
Your absence will cause the flow of sugary tears
Your death will arouse smirks and laughter
Man of the home please leave
Go in search of love
Go in search of responsibility
And come assume your seat once more
Or Go, leave, die and be extinct
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sit on gold of education, what an expressive and beautiful poem that awakes man of the home. Nice one.