together we go to a common place
unsure of our fates that lie ahead
we've been last in our every race
lost on every path we tried to tread
now we wander for a better shelter
far from the thoughts which made us cry
i could feel the hearts when i closely held her
she wanted more to go away from the lie
the world had not let us live on our own
that's the price we paid for being one
different religions was with which hatred sown
we were stretched to our limits, forced to run
hypocrites when they say they've changed
pretending to be something they're not
in the process it's us who got blamed
for the shame their inadequacies brought
help us O lord, we come in your protection
leading the way for others with lives messed
because we know you never do any selection
and everyone's equal and will feel blessed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If only everyone was this considerate and humane, Jasjiv. Read 'Diverse Holiday' by Angie Mae. You've got to. Regards, Gina.