Yes, I am hungry for love,
Hungry for my mother tongue.
I need my mother and
I need no knowledge.
Love is required by me
And not salvation.
I call my brothers and sisters
And I know they are all here
And they are ready to hear
And ready to change the atmosphere.
No place is superior
That the mother earth,
That I know and I call all
To render service without any charge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Liked reading, emotional, true love, Nice sir,