It is strange behavior
Not to remember
Their own people
Who were there to help in trouble?
There is exodus
From village to cities
For education
And profession
For years there is no visit to native place
As if old link is lost and left behind no trace
There remains mere formality
Not an end of relation but with discontinuity
Life is good and different with natives
Lots of people are there as relatives
There is mad rush towards foreign countries
For better prospectus
They have severed link as if least concerned
For years they have not returned
Their children have no roots
They seem totally alien when set feet
Let person go to any part of the world
Their children must certainly be told
Of the link where he belonged and stayed
Else on their visit, they may be totally dismayed
It is strange behavior Not to remember Their own people Who were there to help in trouble? There is exodus From village to cities For education And profession
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I would like to translate this poem
okay Derek Yohn16 minutes ago okay