'My step mom used to beat me daily.
She once tried to burn me alive.
I destroyed a girl cruelly.
I was just a helper bee in bee hive'.
Gun shots.
Blood blots.
His step mom was very happy!
Society clapped.
But who is going to be slapped?
Justice prays with folded knee!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poetry. Sort of a masterpiece. Loved it. Keep dropping such beauty.