Identity and Rivalry
Are two demons that work in you.
You toil more than you have to.
You spend more than you need to.
Thus the demon, Identity, is kept.
You fight and exhaust redundantly.
You revenge and incur wrath.
Thus the demon, Rivalry, is kept.
Sacrifices you make go waste.
Edifices you make turn void.
It is your end when wisdom comes.
13.02.2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem