Seeing the day to day activities here,
I am mad and dumb and also retarded.
No one is there to cooperate, coordinate,
No one is there to explain what is going on here.
The creatures are fighting among themselves,
With no reasons and they are in dark, though
The sun is rising daily and giving light.
I asked the night, 'why are you so calm?
And the night replied, ' I am on your palm'
I am reaching nowhere and I am asking all,
Oh men, ' what is the problem with you'
All, in one voice, are giving reply' we are
Searching the truth, but not anywhere.
I am mad, I am dumb, I am retarded.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem