Difference is in
Yellow and red,
Candle light and
Twilight.
And we are here
Busy in useless
Fight.
Peace and freedom,
You came, where from?
Here we are, in
Our white wings
But no where to go,
Traffic jam and
Road block.
Still we hope,
We will go,
Beyond your reach.
Still we hope
We will build
Everything
That are required.
In our eyes
It is yellow
Or red
But in fact
It is not so
And we reckon
Your success.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem