We don't want any agitation
Where there is no agitation
A child of six years old try to catch a colourfulbutterfly
And runs with the soft feet to touch the moon in the sky.
But where thereis commissioned an agitation
A child of six years old trembles standing beside the door
Andsees the terrible scene of his mother's rape.
Looking at this terrible scene he repeatedly utters
‘it is raped' ‘it is raped' his newly acquainted words.
We don't want ant agitations
Where there is no agitation
A son carries the corpse of his old father
Butwhere there is agitation
Awretched father carries the
Dead body of his own son.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poignant write that turns everything upside down.++10
thank you Robert. your comment is my inspiration.