Vast countries
They ruled awhile
Enormous power
They wielded.
At wave of hand
Heads dropped
Fear engulfed
People en masse.
Life's hard
Living a curse
One more member
Bit the dust.
Fellow beings
Bristled with rage
Secretly gathered
To build courage.
Power of people
Built up speed
Boulder rolling
Down the slope.
Ruler chose
The next ruler
Systems change
People choose.
Ruthless rulers
Living or dead
History in the end
Wiped them all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ruthless rulers all get wiped out in the end. A good poem Tirupathi.