Poem 1 (PART A)
WHEN LIFI WAS YOUNG
Behind of those hills there were the harmonious villages
One village named, “Yoki” which had the respectful marriages
But, down Yoki village there was a beautiful family
A family which had been blessed with one child greatly
A child who was really young than the story of his family
It really and precisely happened when he was very young
Nothing he could remember but his mind was with innocence
And he had ostensibly put a bright smile on his faces
And he danced the song which all villagers had been sung
The sad song of escorting the body of his father to the silent place.
The truth of memories had embraced many peasants tightly
Reminded all people about the frabjous things so evidently
That, his father had a heart of hope like the morning sun
And his father was a disciplined person not a pillar of fun
And his father was an assiduous person on his work.
At the ceremony of burying Lifi’s father, many were very sad
Beside the coffin, his mother raised the voice of whinge so unglad
Fearful eyes photoed his father’s spirit had gone elsewhere
And the ears heard the sound of griefful tears here and there
This day was a day of saying the last goodbye with Lifi’s papa.
When he was still young, his mother was married again with a good person
A man of great ken and skills in his head and hands respectively
He loves Lifi so much like Lifi was his biological son
And because of his humility, the people were respecting him perfectly
And his kindness was always bringing sympathy to all people greatly
Before Lifi reached a four years old, his mother was deeply started to sick
She was suffering from malaria and severe pain of wrick
Suddenly, the gloomy news had spread to the village around
A news that Lifi’s mother was then kissed the ground
However, Lifi never noticed this, because he was still toddler.