An Honest Admission
Believe me
it is my honest admission -
I feel the country I was born in
is not my country anymore,
perhaps it is a foreign country, not mine.
Here they ask my identity to see if I belong in
and my existence is being questioned.
Is the history being repeated
or the politics meddled where
those in power to keep their power
do not honor the rights of the people?
I rated it. I can feel how you feel. We are on the same page. True and very strong poem. Thanks.
Ravi, you have done it before and you have done it now. Your multilingual skills are on display here. This is an excellent work of translation. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks a lot.