Bon Voyage, dear friend, 
On your long journey
Round the world
In a prickly pink dress! 
You waited a hundred years
To send a strong reminder
Of how you still reign super
Over the reckless human race
Chastening leaders, 
Smashing borders
You march victorious
Over the rich and poor 
Across a world in distress
Angels of life in overalls
Bend with concerned faces
Over people in your hold
Sheltered in place, I watch
The dance of Nataraja
With His third eye open, 
And wonder about my fate!                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    