No children
But only rhyme
And language.
No oxygen
But only death
And politics.
Politics for power,
Power to put others down.
Reason to show
A new chapter,
Chapter of black ideas,
Black images, black motion.
But remember life is
Far ahead, no one is there to die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
death of so many children in Gorakhpur Hospital- shocking.