That, which I hear
which I see,
perhaps you are embarrassed at that,
I am not embarrassed.
Perhaps I would be embarrassed
if there were no water in teh rivers,
but they dripped with coffee,
if people instead of the trees
sighed and rustled with the wind,
or if you didn't know what you know,
if my fatherland
Poland, never existed
then I would be embarrassed.
poem by Janina Jaworska-Demczakowa
