Somewhere In Southeast Asia
(Villanelle)
Half my blood and spirit comes from that place
A final result from seeds of heroes
Cultivating pride like a rice terrace
Calamities killing us all as one
mind and nation errupting volcanoes
Half my blood and spirit comes from that place
Massive starvation showers above us
my garden, a heaven of ripe tomatoes
Half my blood and spirit comes from that place
Mount Pico De Loro gaining my trust
She tells me to stay, forever my home
Half my blood and spirit comes from that place
Bamboo house so firm,unable to rust
Brown booby squawking loud, a lovely tone
Cultivating pride like rice terraces
To go back someday, is simply a must
for it's a part of me,a vein, a bone
Half my blood and spirit comes from that place
Cultivating pride like rice terraces