An innocent boy leaving the lap of mother
opened his fearful eyes in the war-trodden world
and asked in a depressed voice, 'Where have I come? '
I told him the name of the earth.
The boy looked at the corners of the earth
and with wonder and pain, seeing the towns and paths
full of corpses and heart-rending bloods
further asked, 'Will you tell me
how man lives in this hell? '
I said to him, 'Oh, it's a shame!
Where is man in this hell? '
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 11:55 AM UTC
An innocent boy leaving the lap of mother
opened his fearful eyes in the war-trodden world
and asked in a depressed voice, 'Where have I come? '
I told him the name of the earth.
The boy looked at the corners of the earth
and with wonder and pain, seeing the towns and paths
full of corpses and heart-rending bloods
further asked, 'Will you tell me
how man lives in this hell? '
I said to him, 'Oh, it's a shame!
Where is man in this hell? '
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