A white elephant comes dailly
to fulfill its enomorous belly
sometimes it seems it is caring
those who are bound to provide
the grains for their livelyhood
In The puzzaling mind
they are making huse to it
its generations
if noone dare to ask its existance
it will continuously
make us poor and poor
with empty mind and sumless hand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem