Oft we say.'We are one',
Caste, creed, religion, color,
No matter, me seems its a fun! ,
Something is going on; cooking,
Mind and the tongue, It's fun,
We are the killer of our own,
Sister, brother, father, mother,
Son, daughter, and..and many,
How long we will kill? he asked,
Till we are not killed, replied I.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In this small but significant poem you have successfully underscored the impact of an all pervading hypocrisy that has polluted our thought processes. We say some thing else and practice some thing else. We may also call it a 'doglaapan'. This is responsible for most of the social evils afflicting our society. You have expressed your views most emphatically. Thanks.