My mother's fears and also her tears
Have wrecked her into many plenty
Will my brothers hear and until they learn
Once divided twice we very falling
Let unity at least with faith increase
With a hope in the farther future
Is peace the only process then progress all the rest
Till the day we savor succor
Who said it is white and thought ‘tis a patch
It is green and white and green forever
So all at ease no tugging please
That is mother's only wrapper
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good write James, I really enjoyed this well written poem!