I listened...and heard
The yelling of the poor child;
Bones bulging from the head,
And I wonder,
Have the gods closed their ears!
I walked...and met
A big man as big as can be fat;
A tummy biglike a pot,
And I wondered,
Have the gods closed their eyes!
I petition for the sheep,
Whose words dry on their lip,
When they fear the weep.
As the shepherd swims in their milk:
His son shall choke or drown,
Of the ill gourded milk... and by such he'll die;
His daughter shall wed mad men that prey,
The ones that eat grass...and by such she'll lie;
For the gods I have spoken!
And so be it.
I have recited the poem, it gives a message not so easy to comprehence I like it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well penned poem. It has captured lots of social evils that people are subjected to.