On the Fire

by Rojio Usham

On the fire, I walk.
Beneath the rain, I cry.
Under the hailstones, I survive.
In the thunder, I howl.
Throughout the storm, I fly.
Below the star, we hide.
In the dark, I search my way.
All through the frozen winter, I swim.
Encircled by testosterone soldiers,
We encircle thabal chongba.
Under the moon, they rape.
Under the sun, they kill.