Two tongues, one soul.

I speak a language that many want to know, I speak a language that not all know.

My mother taught me this language from birth , now as an adult I speak this language that I love, when I speak it many wanna know what I say, in this language, that’s unknown but many, but know by few.

Born in this country speaking a different tongue , who am I to say this is it right language ? I don’t know what to say?  I love my mothers tongue. This tongue rejected by many, loved by few it makes me feel empowered to be me born in the country, speaking one tongue I mastered long ago, but also speaking another, my mother has shown, I speak two tongues.  Two cultures become one in me both meaning the same significantly. Founded by one, I speak two languages, two tongues significantly.