Hunger

Mother Earth is losing her glory,
frightened by hunger.
O! Romantic Bumblebee,
Can you not provide
a miraculous dazzling garland
for her freedom from hunger?

Mother Earth is now challenged
by disease and sorrow;
She is suffering from the pain of poverty.
Here, the span of life diminishes
like the bet in a gamble.

The slippers of the mortal Earth,
Now touched the chest of the Moon.
Oh, It is shameful that
the misery of hunger is still continuing
as it was in the past.

The whole world has turned to a small market;
The distance is shortened,
But the thrilling lady demon,
Hunger, is increasing like Hidimba.

The hungry dark nights of the famines
are still in history.
Uncounted numbers of bones,
bloody garlands of skulls
made the Earth cold.

The people were suffering from hunger,
Partaking of uneatable food
and malnutrition.
The Earth was like a desert.

Earth has kept
the wheel of Time as eyewitness.
The Earth turned desert due to insane drought.
That terrible scene is still remembered.
Earth visualized
the destruction of houses
and death of innumerable people.

Now, the statecraft is frozen.
Somewhere, it has collapsed.
On the other hand,
Earth is beaten by the strokes of hunger.

The fate makers of the world
Try to make their countries, combative.
They spend heavily
towards preparing nuclear bombs
and war missiles,
but are unable to realize
their hidden enemy like hunger.

The temperature is increasing day by day.
The Earth
becomes soggy yet still exists.
The surprising fact is that
in this high temperature,
the mentality of man is becoming
ice-cold and unkind day by day.

O! Partner Bumblebee,
realize the pain.
Please think deeply on it.
Remember that
the pen which steals both hunger and attention,
is really a pen, nectar-flowing.

O! Hero Bumblebee,
you please go to the surface of truth
and sing the song of reality.
The song,
which expresses the pain
and misery of humans,
is inscribed immortal in History.

O! Partner Bumblebee,
you quicken,
eradicate the pain of hunger
by singing the song of fraternity.

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