[Ahoy, I will be a referent of men]
Ahoy, I will be a referent of men,
I will stand with the lot of them.
Ahoy, I will tend to the tingling of being
by tapping on my soul.
I’ll take on all feelings of pogroms,
avatar of all chromosomes,
my light my burning tawa.
The moon sows white corals,
emptied masts relieved of shadows.
are in my eyes.
My only homeland will be a human cry!
In each human wound, I will hear my race!
Ahoy, ahoy, ahoy!
Original text: Torabully, Khal. “[Ohé, je serai référent d’hommes]” from Cale d’étoiles (Cargo Hold of Stars). Saint Denis, Reunion: Azalées Editions, 1992.