With the girls in the cage,
The Partition people moving,
The fanatics as the medieval goons and criminals
Looting, capturing and seizing upon
To turn it into
A saga of the displaced and dislocated people,
Men and women
Rendered homeless, shelterless
After leaving their homes
They going as the refugees
And begging
And dying midways
For want of water, food and clothing
Just for them
Who wanted to sit on chair,
The politicians,
Now hearing the tragic tale
Tell me, tell me,
Who the guilty men of the Partition?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Those who became mad in gaining power at any cost.