Migration is a continuous process
It started from Adam and Eve
Animals and birds are also doing this
The extreme weather forces us to move.
The Siberian birds migrate themselves,
Protecting them from the freezing cold
We are also migrating ourselves,
There is no barrier what can make us hold.
The millions of people are getting died
The current deadliest wars are another reason
For surviving we can cross the high tide
Because we have to conqure this hard mission
The question is, How long it will be continued?
The lands are not increasing-
Compare to the mankind are being increased.
When and how we will stop ourselves moving?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem