Today I went to the factory to see what truth I could unearth.
I asked around to see what they did and eventually found out what they did.
What I found was amazing!
They made many things that made our lives much easier.
Though the factory made smoke, the smoke is easily deteriorated in the air and made harmless.
Though the factory ended the waterfall, the water was now used for something.
I realized something at that point:
No matter how ugly a factory may be, it helps humanity in some way.
I now thought further.
Anything that seems ugly, or complicated, or impure, you are not seeing the entire truth of.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem