people are dying
looking for food
having no money
no food
families are struggling
to keep their babies safe
parents dying
the eldest child
has to take care of
younger brothers and sisters
getting whatever type of
food to their sbiliblings
and growing hungyer
because they are giving
up their food for their sbilings
wanting their parents everyday
because they miss them so much
Because they from whom and you think from their everyday and we want yes, they the parent, letting they from whom none escape those to many days that is broken.....iip
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Raw rabid reality well expressed here.