SHATTERED LIFE
Why is the people sit solitary
A people filled with joy and happiness.
Have become as a widow
That moan for lost one
People that was great
Among is peers,
and among nation have become
Tributary.
I weep sore in the night,
And my tears are on my cheeks.
Among all my love ones
No one was able to comfort
My sorrow heart.
All my friends have taking
Counsel to pull down on the
Sound of time,
they are my enemies.
My people have gone into
Affliction, no rest
All there persecutors Overtook them before their eyes,
all their effort
To get them out from it seems
Abortive,
All my days I mourn,
because none come to my rescue
My people are afflicted and
am in bitterness of heart
My enemy prosper in my
People wealth, our riches
Have become there wealth
No strength is found in me
To speak of these evil.

Oh men have become a woman
Men is puppet
Men is gone into their shell
Great men that stood for the truth have gone down
We work like elephant but we eat
Like ant because no one is ready
To safe us from this pain
We break our bread in sorrow
heart. No man able to rise is head.
For these things done to my people, I weep, mine eyes run down with water,because the people that will comfort and relief my soul is far from me.
I called my friends to the battle
They deceived me, many mighty
Men gave up the ghost.
For these am distress: my bowel are trouble: mine heart is turned within me because am drowning
In these big ocean of pain.
Mine enemy's head of my affliction they rejoice and was glad because they have done it.

Let all their wickedness come upon them, and do unto them as they do unto me, for my sighs are many,and my heart faint.

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