THANK YOU, MOTHER!
Thank
you, my white-skinned golden-haired mother
Who
are not of the same bloodline as me or the other
But
you fished me out of the abyss a refugee errant,
Adopted
and fostered me with the love of a parent.
Thank
you for having taken such painstaking jobs
Days
after days in warehouses and workshops,
Toiled
and moiled extra hours to make me undeterred,
And
stayed up late to teach me each English word.
Pushing
language difference as a bad barrier aside,
You
soothed me with your look warm and arms wide.
You
are an Westerner and I an Easterner, how rare,
I
was such a heavy debt, you volunteered to bear!
You
knew well that I came from that unhappy land
Where
there were many a ferocious and fiendish band
Who
invaded the South and confined people to cages,
Brought
the whole nation back to the Middle Ages.
Since
then I had become a nestless nestling in qualm
In
childhood to leave Dad and separate from Mom,
I
got into the fleeing boat with hot tears dripping wet
Risking
my life entrusted to wave crests full of threat.
Thanks
to your high-sky and vast-ocean love, my fay,
That
I could survive until I can achieve success today
And
become a dignified human in this second home,
A
pride for both our peoples under the azure dome.
You
are so shining in my soul the glittering torchlight
To
enlighten each of my steps scintillating in the night.
Your
virtuous advice I will always remember of course:
“Be
American but don’t forget your Vietnamese source!”
I
respectfully offer you this fresh gorgeous bright rose
Suffused
with my affection in each red petal to enclose.
On
my repatriation kneeling to kiss my native soil soon
I
will bear in mind thousandfold your precious boon.
Translation by Thanh-Thanh