Days of our lives (Poetry)
days of our lives,
These are days of great struggle.
always work,
But low prices are available
Every moment we are under bad governance
Are crushed by bad exploitation
illiterate, ignorant, rights
We feel deprived
walk a lot on the road
Feet get rubbed by shoes
days of our lives,
These are our days of guilt
days of our lives,
These are days of great struggle
Not a single grain is available,
Roam with an empty stomach
profiteer's warehouses
The locks do not open
We are distressed, distressed,
hungry, suffering and yearning
grain in our stomach deny us
days of our lives,
These are days of great struggle
Can't find clothes anywhere,
our women's bodies
Only the uncovered ones are visible
bodies of thousands of people
Longing even for a shroud
Uncovered sheet,
Let's go to the open marsh
days of our lives,
These are our days of shame
rope around the neck
Crooked laws tighten
days of our lives,
These are the days of our captivity
We have decided,
Let's pledge today
In the Himalayas and the ocean,
Creating a new storm
will crush slavery
Nor are they afraid of murderers
we want to live free
This is why we die today
days of our lives,
These are the days of our senses