Silver flowers all over the sky
Silver flowers all over the sky,
No hands to gather them.
Refugee children all over the world,
No one to embrace them.
Birds chirp all over the open field,
No one to listen yearningly,
Voices of children on the way, on the streets,
No soul to feel compassion.
(Silver flowers….)
Shoals of twirling fish in the sea,
No one enjoy lovely sight.
Refugee children drifting in the boats,
No way to reach the coast.
(Silver flowers….)
Supreme justice all over the world,
With sermons plenty.
Night and day alternate,
No radiance for refugee children.
(Silver flowers….)
Poem in Thamil: M. Ponampalam
Translated into English: S.M.Felix
