So many of us want to be famous
Want to be recognized by the public
But this is all greed, we are oblivious
This desire will turn out to be tragic.
On earthly lusts, many of us were drowned
Why people always want to be on top?
We don't see that we fall on sinners' ground
Just to be praised and hear a thousand claps
Why we compete for popularity
Is fame a treasure; eternal virtue?
O think! Is to be famous our duty?
Hey! There are much important things to do!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem