For how long... you have waited,
Pleaded intensely while going mutilated.
But I- the man was so greed sedated,
Didn't heed & made you contaminated.
You pleaded time and again,
Tried to show the abyssal pain.
But I- the man was a vile insane,
Extorted & made the boon a bane.
Very justified is your rabid ire,
Up to head you were in a mire.
But I- the man took you on hire,
Now bogged when it is haywire.
You have your own course of healing,
Majestic are your means and the dealing.
And I- the man, now plead you; appealing,
O MAA! ...
Calm your wrath, my wrongs I'm feeling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem