Yeah it hurts
When you see
Right in front of your eyes
Your language is being
Ignored by the outsiders
Your land is being occupied
By illegal invaders
And your crops are being
Destroyed by looters
By the greedy businessmen
To sell their imported products
Yeah it hurts when
You are sidelined
Your voice is not heard
Your right is trampled
By illegal occupiers
By agents who
Believe in looting
And getting rich
It hurts
When your people
Die hungry and their
Children beg being jobless
In this cruel world
No one listens
No alternative but to fight back
Your this poem is a very thought provoking poem. It really hurts when own crops are cut down by others. It hurts when your own language is ignored by outsiders. This poem is very brilliantly penned with amazing perception.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very true Sir. It hurts on face of injustice. It hurts when morality is trampled. It hurts when poverty still prevails.