Youth awake!
Awake from your daydreaming
Your floral heritage is sinking
The white horses are bleeding
The leaders are staggering
Drowning in the sea of confusion
Awake!
For dreaming now is risky!
Youth awake!
Pain becomes a daily bread
Tears become a ceaseless rain
Hunger became a national cake
Awake!
For dreaming now is late!
Youth awake!
Bury the hatchet of yesterday
Fix your fragment bones
Quench the flames of your
Mother's tongue
Awake!
The world is not young again!
Youth awake!
Rise above the misery of ages
Rise above the promises
Of men with deep pockets—
Rise today and save the glory
Of your menacing land.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wake up call to the youth in a country where everything is going upside down.. Well written
Thank you sir🤝