The sea is coming
And taking away
All the essence of life.
Our homes, our activities,
Our lifestyle, our fortune,
Everything is there in the sea.
The sea is not imaginary
But the real story of our life.
We see in the sea, our history,
Our geography all are in danger.
The sea is coming and
We are sleeping carelessly.
The sea is coming and still,
We are fighting with each other.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem