The dry river beds,
where once were meandering rivers.
Water marks remain,
where once were waterfalls.
Naked mountains cover their shame with a clump of trees,
Mounds of garbage' replace the verdant green.
Gaping wounds on hammered mountains.
Why bewail when nature retaliates?
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I would like to translate this poem
xlent like it. another poem on rape. Naked mountains cover their shame with a clump of trees, Mounds of garbage' replace the verdant green.