Poems

Don’t Strike Against the Soil!

Don’t disown or refuse me!

Don’t hurl me in a hole with enemies!
Don’t keep me alone and away from you
With love’s dangerous storms!
Don’t push me towards people
Who walk a darker path!
I’m a dolt who’ll bend to your wishes:
Don’t sin by making me sin!
 
Don’t strike against the soil, don’t fly!
Don’t hurry in haste: stay, just stay!
It isn’t right to despise one’s country,
I don’t deserve to be loved and left.
 
The pig won’t defy others
so at death it goes to hell –
this demonstrates why children
must defend their families.
I’ve chosen you, my dear.
I can’t let you desert me,
for that dumb, rich man,
for some dull stooge!
 
Don’t strike against the soil, don’t fly!
Don’t hurry in haste: stay, just stay!
It isn’t right to despise one’s country,
I don’t deserve to be loved and left.
 
t’s due to you
I’ve roamed directionless.
People were dismayed -
thought I was duped,
But my heart’s decided on you:
Feel the tender damage,
Let me know I can depend
On you to try your damnedest!
 
Don’t strike against the soil, don’t fly!
Don’t hurry in haste: stay, just stay!
It isn’t right to despise one’s country
I don’t deserve to be loved and left.