pirates from distant land,
came to our land and shore,
with one intention in their heads,
to steal all our wealth and treasure.
Gold reserve of many countries,
had the origin from our temples,
once ornaments of our deities,
melted and shipped as commodities..
Let them say from where they got,
so much gold as their reserve,
Let them be frank and truthful,
to show us mines of their gold ingot
all these temples built by Tamil ancestors,
lost their luster for ten millennium,
class of evils implanted in our societies,
stories of all sort enacted fashionably.
Let us all be truthful,
Let us all be faithful,
Let us all be resourceful
Let us not get disturbed..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All of should be truthful and beautiful persons. We should have golden qualities and trust God. This poem is very interesting and nicely penned.