Sexual crime is rising
And it is alarming.
Law enforcement machinery
Callousness of officialdom
Are reasons and they are sleeping.
Victims are suffering
That bothers nobody.
Where to go my dear
How to live
Why to procreate child.
Our land is lands of
Sages and saints
Shame shame to think.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem