(God ask's)What is problem my gift?
(Gift)World making me troll and fool,
Not Listening my cry,
Not listening my scream
why? i'm not an en-dangerous species
Not to be underestimated in the superstitious society
Begging to live in Society of Love
But Now, Being victims for several(sexual, female foeticide etc.)assaults even the little,
Can't live in the hell of crime society against us
Now begging please kill us before my Birth(crying) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem