We are the youth!
Rising from a war-torn world,
Witnessing an era of ruthless bloodshed
Living remains of disease and starvation,
Survivors of death, torture and depression.
Yes, we are the youth!
Envisaged by a world gone mad,
Beckoned by the future. Obscure, and darkened
By woes and trials of government,
Economic strife and peace pacts unsettled.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem