Could Leblanc be correct
Was I unbelievably mistaken
About these Indians whom I thought were so peaceful.
Nadia and I- surrounded by bodies
That threaten to take our lives
any moment they choose.
Grabbed and lifted. And a hand over my mouth
To silence and control me,
Yet I still struggled.
And then it hit me
A strong blow to the back of my head.
Only to be carried off
into the black of the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem