I listened...and heard
The yelling of the poor child; 
Bones bulging from the head, 
And I wonder, 
Have the gods closed their ears! 
I walked...and met
A big man as big as can be fat; 
A tummy biglike a pot, 
And I wondered, 
Have the gods closed their eyes! 
I petition for the sheep, 
Whose words dry on their lip, 
When they fear the weep.
As the shepherd swims in their milk: 
His son shall choke or drown, 
Of the ill gourded milk... and by such he'll die; 
His daughter shall wed mad men that prey, 
The ones that eat grass...and by such she'll lie; 
For the gods I have spoken! 
And so be it.                
I have recited the poem, it gives a message not so easy to comprehence I like it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
A well penned poem. It has captured lots of social evils that people are subjected to.