Let me clear
I have no personal trouble
But I am very unhappy
To see others in trouble.
So also I have no personal problems
For I have learned
How to glorify the self,
But I do have a problem
For I am simply thinking
The fools of my native state
Careless about their own
Mother, mother language
And the development of motherland.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem