When something got nothing
Nothing really has something
When tradgedies travel
They stay in one place
When gleeful birds sing
Their really dying
When kisses don't tell
They really got raped
The old woman cries
When children lie
She is actually on
Happy pies
Their heads sky high
You do not comprehend
Actually you do
This poem has no stand
Though it relates to you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem