Wednesday, April 6, 2011

To Be Abiku

In my heart there is a depressed sorrow

Of the past years of innocence,

When my mind was swimming endlessly in the sea of dreams,

Viewing a nearby colourful future.

When the Book was in my little hands,

My father was looking hopefully at me, thinking

Of his wicked past and my bright future, seeing

Near him a teacher, decent and promising.

Oh father!! The innocence has gone,

Taking away all your exuberant dreams.

All around, only nightmares befriending darkness,

Which spreads out against the sky

Like a patient etherised upon a table.

The innocence has gone.

But in my heart there is a strong and vain desire

To return and be Abiku, calling

Once and again to make the ground wet with mourning.


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