At times
when our dwelling earth
itself is burdened
as if the roof of
the sky is collapsing
and the weight
of tumultous clouds
are too weighty to bear
and at times
all unchosen dwellers
herein-
can escape no more
and their treasured wealth
the prestige they all keep
are in vain,
the famous and the least
become equally the same -
moaning, groaning, lamenting
in verge of the world's
catastrophic end!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we live with so much burdens..but let's all fight, survive and live happily...