They are underprivileged and undergraduates
of the underground universities.
They prefer weapons other than books
and march perfectly to the trumpeting
of handsome politicians.
Be watchful and please try to reform them
in this unbalanced society.
Treat them as undergrowth parasites
and pour more water of compassion.
Otherwise they usurp and vandalize the whole
and the robust planet will be a hollow one day.
To 'The Beatles' for their songs 'Eleanor Rigby' & 'Let it be'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The tragedy of those who are poor in body and in spirit. They deserve our compassion and need our prayers.They are some mother's child after all. Very sad poem, Nimal. Kind regards, Sandra