Place of My Birth
Place of my birth,
Home of my blood,
Land of fertile fields,
Folks without ills,
Charitable hearts with yearly yields,
Where farmers were working like honey bees.
Place of my love,
Home of my friends,
Land of my playground,
Climbing trees in the field,
Fishing in the small stream,
Where my fond memories were buried.
Now, the place of my sorrow,
Home of my hollow,
Land of hunger and thirst,
The stench of the death in the air,
And vultures in the sky,
Where my loved one died.
BaKoGi
For 8/8/88, 5/4/08 and 8/8/09
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