I Know What I Know
(This poem is dedicated to the people of Myanmar who again live under fear)

I know what I know
I know what I feel
The joy of being free
The joy of being me

I know what I know
I know what I feel
The joy of speaking out
The joy of having doubt

I know what I know
I know what I feel
The joy of having no fear
The joy of living here

I know what I know
I know what I feel
Now no joy exists
Again, living under fists
No chance to resist
Arrested if I desist.