Humanity is lost in the inhuman
Sympathy and love are now heart's aliens
Only cruelty and brutality are time's voice
Innocence in a muezzin of sorrow
Ferocious beasts in guise of men
Roaming everywhere as in jungle
Innocence shrinks to deadly prowls
Nobody knows who darkly lurks behind
When flowers will see their own blood
This is our civilized society?
The goddess bared in a pool of infamy
Will we be still silent spectators?
Where have all the voices gone?
Wake up, my dear friends, wake up
Before it is too late.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem