This land,
This is not my land,
I am not belong to this land.
Where there is my language,
Where there is my hope
Where there is my shelter
That is my land, my earth.
What is here on this earth?
No food, no cloth, no word!
Who dares to take away
Everything from me?
And how he dares? ?
They said I have everything
But it is only in pen and papers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem