My Life In Different Tongues

Ancestors had fore-planned My whole being in Spanish Yet, my concerned parents wrote My rhesus A-plus blood in Tagalog I was born, they said To enjoy my own life, not theirs That I took slowly my first steps in Ilocano Only to be held captive by a beast, a stranger My Dad, lover of math, thought I got his brain So, he slaved himself working…and sent Me to a Catholic private school, but I found myself reading in Russian ‘Cos I was granted summers bathe in Dnepro Where I spied the future in a Ukrainian accent Thou, alone for years, I managed to earn happiness As I learned friendship and peace in Arabic But, I was best-loved in Chechen And I’ve lived my dalliance in French, my lovers For me, my inspirations; they half-influenced Me, to become words whisperer in English Oh yes, life is strange And full of twists, yet, I saw the sliver Of hope in Modern Greek, when I met my other half. She spoke about…. Xristos, in whom I now dwell For his language of love I learn to speak And I try to live it in perfection Till I breathe my last