Lost lives… old year 2016
Old year shall depart
It was so dear and remained our part
It had bitter and sweet taste
That had sealed our fate
I don't know
How many faces did not show?
Lost their lives in bombing
And scores of many in fanatic thinking
What was international thinking?
We are not taking
Any clue from leader's ideology
But thank for sparing lives by an almighty
Many nations accommodated refugees
Despite restrained economy and stresses
It was humanitarian obligation
Thrust upon small nations
We may all thank once again
To the main nations
Who took lead to alleviate suffering of human being?
Despite heavy losses on defense spending
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem