people killin
people dying
children hurt
and you hear them crying
when the rich wage war
its the poor who die
you will never truely understand
why they cry
bleed for them
cry for them
live for them
die for them
you dont know the
pain they feel
inside.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very moving poem. Well done. A voice for the voiceless!