You wipe away
parents and offsprings
without considering
worth or wealth
You brought
thorns and tears
without considering
power or post
You perform duty
without considering
season or situation
Yet you shouted
I am the judge of
justice
You come like a gentleman
on the highway
without a knock or notice
My throne is elevated
you roar!
I am Mr Death
you all must pay my debt....
Who cares!
says one of the deceased son.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem