Injure for one seventy
Death for eight
they give us
Seventeen million population of
Twenty four million tears drop
Blood fell from the sky
Thunder hit through the rain
I wish it
For the one who is responsible.
In memory of who died in the booming accident in Burmar at new year.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
i like the notion of narrating an event! it complies the details and so on! nice job!