tears can't extinguish the flame
raging turning once beautiful
to ashes for reason of difference
i couldn't imagine barbaric did
oh! prayers didn't suffice anger
run away was the only savior left
too weak to reach promise land
lay dying and whispering cruelties
some are too young to understand
their cries can't be heard; we are deaf
their agony can't be seen; we are blind
we can't afford to meddle; their trouble
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem