The inmates
The young prisoners with slingshots
fight an army that shoots back with sharp bullets
The young keep on fighting
An enemy the knows no mercy, control the water
supply and electricity.
How many young men and women must die?
Is the enemy willing to commit mass murder?
to eradicate a race of people?
The world looks but says little and some elderly
ask: why can`t the young prisoners behave.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem