Peace is a migrant swallow,
who falls from no-fly sky,
on a relaxed beach,
and will dream a nest forever!
Your words coupled with the photo of a dead migrant child, are heart shattering. This is all very painful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I agree with Rajnish below. I invite you to read my Elegy to a Drowned Child about the same little boy and my Asylum poems. Good work.