Don't go to sleep, don't
Dear, your enemy is outside
With lots of gunpowder
To set your village on fire
Don't go to sleep, don't
Loot! Arson, killing!
Yet, don't lose hope
Write your name and address
In blood in the annals of history,
There won't be any tombstone
On your grave,
As you are to be buried
In some unknown graveyard
To conceal your address
From people who care
Human rights violation
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem