IMPOVERISHED
In their walk and mein,
I see the unseen pain,
and in their eyes those unspent tears
reserved for the worst!
I hear their bellies crying
and eavesdrop those secret murmurs
their hearts are making!
I love them!
I also behold the blind,
the dumb and duff
amongst us
who fail to feel the travails
of the impoverished.
I hate them!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wisely written poem....10