Trying hard to live having small to give
Is it life?
Don’t know how far to go
before I step on a bomb and blow
If lucky lose some part
If not gone just like that
Is it life?
My skin color black
My future kind of dark
Fight here and war over there
Cause? no one is aware
It is life?
Born with no fear
Learned all to bear
Die knowing life is dear
With out knowing peace and love
Or even coming near..!
july 2005
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes this is a good one.