Pregnant woman, rich and noble, went to hospitals and bore babies
No pain, No suffering
But a poor pregnant lady, about to give birth to her baby lay by the road
She shouted and screamed
She shrieked and yelled
Some people flocked around her and took photographs
News channels ran a live telecast
She screamed with pain and took a deep breath
Which was her last one
And the baby was born
The baby looked at the people around
Laughed at itself and then cried
for being born in such a society
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A deep and touching write. I regard your emotion