Jatlo Jatla
Jatlo Jatla
'Jatlo jatla is my name
I shall seek no comfort that came
life had made no good for me
I am like a camel on the sea'
'Look my kids are gone beyond
one by sickle and the other in pond
the next day she joined in London
leaving me in the dawn to mourn'
'Rose ran away to Region
With a Wally and my wagon
My money! Millions are gone
O maker what will make it come'
‘My castle burn to ashes
I am rich with no more riches
I slept in the field all day
On thorns and termites were I lay’
'On clothes I had more but one
Food I gave now a grain of corn
Friend left me with hugs and kisses
O maker what will make me please'
'I aim to end my lone life
The sword was blunt and the knife,
It gave me more than hell’s pain
Death did not come one my plane'
'Who am I to have a name
I shall seek no comfort that came
Life had made no good for me
i am like camel on the sea"
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