Article 19 (1) (a)
Article 19 (1) (a) Don't dare to chisel my tongue For the triumph of your tongue. Don't dare to snatch my right To be, in my language, erudite, To be who I really am And add before ma ,am. I don't do any charms And transfigure my arms To look like legs or head, And never force them to tread. And yet I live as a single entity Without them having any enmity. Impossible is it, to impose unity By ferociously erasing diversity.