“ለበዋ ሰማዕታት” 

ስድራይ  ወለደይ
ደቀይ ሓዳረይ 
ኣሓተይ  ኣሕዋተይ 
ኣዝማደይ  የዕሩኽተይ 
ንመርዖ ይጥዓመና ከይበሉ
ጨርቆም ዓጺፎም ዝመነኑ
ክብርን ዝኽርን ይኹኖም 
ስለቲ ቅዱስ መስዋእቶም።

ኦሮማይ ሕጅስ 
ናጽነት ዝበሃል ቃል 
ብቀይሕ ደሞም
ተጻሒፊሎም።
ዘለና እውን ኣለና
እንቋዕ ኣብዚ ኣብጽሓና
ታሪኽኩም ክንጽሕፍ ዘብቅዓና
ሓራ ካብ ወጻእና 
ለበዋ ገዲፍኩምልና።

ስለዚ እንተማዕበለ 
ቁጠባና ዝበረሰ
ደምኩም ብከንቱ ነይፈሰሰ።
ሰላምን ፍትሕን እንተነገሰ
ደምኩም ብከንቱ ነይፈሰሰ
ኩሉ ካብ ብሕቲ 
ንሓባር ጥቅሚ እንተገስገሰ
ደምኩም ብከንቱ ነይፈሰሰ
ናጽነት ካብ ነፈሰ።

ሃይለ ቦኹረ

“Nobody Knows”

Nobody knows…
Why she forced to carry a gun
After years of domestic slavery
Auctioned for dowry.

Nobody knows …
Why she chose to be a martyr
This paragon of peace.

Nobody knows 
Why she maimed in this country
Where she is still adorned for her beauty.

Nobody knows …
While in a rage
Escaped from her cage.

I really wonder !
Was it for her beauty?
Was it for her right?
Listen, Mr. Wright 
The time is not ripe.

Haile Bokure

Lullaby:  “A Woman Fighter Song 
For Her Baby Girl”

Harenaye! Harenaye!
I wish you become 
A well educated 
As you grow 
Just to tell 
The story of your father 
To the world.

Harenaye! Oh, Harenaye!
The torch of my hope
You were….
In your cozy cradle
Oh, yes, my womb
At the time of the 
Six Offensive Campaign
That terminated his life
Inspite of dreamy nights 
To see him one day alive.

Haile Bokure