The Poem Is In My Hands, And

The Stars Had Only One Task: They Taught Me How To Read. They Taught Me I Had A Language In Heaven And Another Language On Earth.

History Laughs At Both The Victim And The Aggressor.

And You Became Like Coffee, In The Deliciousness, And The Bitterness, And The Addiction.

I've Built My Homeland, I've Even Founded My State - In My Language.

On This Earth There Is That Which Deserves Life.