Children of beautiful Seven Sisters,
Does not fear or run; nation is with you.
Do not cry for attention and safety;
You are our part and not outsiders.
Jointly will boot out the criminal intruders,
You are our first love, real brothers and sisters;
Secular fascists have let you down,
But do not care those racist scoundrels.
Do not feel ignored, mocked or excluded;
We are taught to love and care you;
No discrimination be meted out to you,
You will be in news for reasons good.
Blue eyed star of national family,
Forget the past of death and destruction;
Of violence, victimization, and uprooting;
That history tortured will not be revisited.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a concerned political poem. who is doing well in our region, when every one is suffering?