He hanged himself,
With the help of
Electric wire due to
Inadequate rainfall.
He consumed
Pesticide after
His wife
Deserted him.
Your poem started out so strong... but the third section fizzled. Maybe take it in a different direction.... Something about the Devil, or next year's bumper crop, or how you stripped the wire from the man's neck so you could fix your kitchen light.. Make me feel something.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I guess this poem is a sad reflection of our country's farmers and their plight.. where rains have failed for many consecutive years and many are forced to the path of suicide..