At your heart 3

He fell to the land

He expected the spear was entered

At my weak body and get out
he remembered that,"

I put my head between my hands

For great fear that appeared

And made my body shocked

The guilt was trying to get cured

The ill son of the boss

I remembered my beauty girl

She was so smart

Living as ugly one

Is considerable than what I would face

What a horrible!

Suddenly, someone hug me

When my head was up

I found him smile

The boss came after him

He said with great smile

,"You did a great hope

You cured our kind"

He got a rope

Passing it in ears of small head statues

Tided it in a closed circle

And put it around his neck

He circled one thread

When I asked
When the old woman screamed

An old woman answered,''

When the old screamed

She was happy'

I wondered," the scream means happy!"

She responded with yes

I asked,'' then, what happened if you are sad?"

She smiled and said, "women tensioned their hairs!

Men wound themselves

And mixed the blood with the sand

They put it on the land

Making ball of wet sand

She completed," that is the way to express

To show of sadness''

I asked, "what did the boss

When he was out"

She said," to be one of our tribe

You have to get three knots

You had  get one!'

I asked," the statue!'

She said That he put on that statue

Of one of our important

We respected and we appreciated

If that statue broke

Your knots will be cancelled

If you do not get

Three knots"

I smiled and said,"

I must lay in kinder garden people!"

She said," what do you say?"

I told I talked to myself

She said," not do that

As you will be mentioned as mad one

They will kill you at once!'

I swallowed my spittle

But I tried to show my solid temper

I asked," the, what will they do?"

She said," first, they would bury that dead

As she was not considered an ugly person!"

She asked," would you come to look at

The burial process at this land"

I asked, "am I free!"

She answered," yes"

I told her I wanted to sleep

She called some men

Who prepared a tent

It was made so good

Its land was swept

The land was covered with a straw carpet

They put a pillow

It was made of leather

Being covered with a decorated cloth

There was statue which was hanging

When I wanted to get it down

The old woman shouted

She wondered, "did not do that!

, If I did

The damned would be downed

So , I must not do that

I respected

I put my head over the pillow

It was so smooth and kind

I got slept from the first

Putting my head over it

I dreamt that I returned

Meeting my beloved

She was so eager

Asking about my late

I answered," I was busy

And worked for some company

Wide and away

I learnt about her health

The day with her how it was going?

I became so terrible

My fear was increased

Why do I dream like that?