Our walls are broken
Broken from inside out
Abhorring the wicked hideout
Resting on our neck till it got broken
We are no of wall
Failing even the simple war
Opened wide our world
To them that lost on us their tongue
We invited them
Through the telescope of our weakness
Who then will listen to us
And where are those to amends these broken walls
Lost they are
In the cap of them they lie
Some builders are wise
But lost the materials to build
Most who they are with materials
Are the thin bone and fallen fools
Hence, how will it get rebuild
Are we not camping with them
Our foes
Laying thin sharpened knife
On our Young's throat
Claiming the great throne
It is not of their defect
But we are to be blamed
Who will build these wall
Those whose hands are tied?
Those who shoes could walk no more?
We are to thrive
Thrive to survive
This is the beginning
Of our journey to success...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
journey to success, good one