The house has enough rooms for mum and daddy,
But the hearts have no space to keep them closely,
The Great Wall of China is erected in between the relations,
Stone by stone on the filmy foundation culturally plastered.
Worshiping something that is carved and made out of metal,
Prohibited in many doctrines to look through the fire,
To reach the eternal glory, guided by someone who is an agent,
Money, we prostrate in front of you, abandoned is the love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tragically so, veeraiyah. A very fine and worthwhile offering.