Through human eye
Only dirt visible on the man
Through our Creator’s eye
The man is cleaner than the look
Through human eye
Nothing much belongs to the man
Through our King’s eye
The man is in possession of good
Evil forces envy the good man
The world is ruled by the oppressors
The man might appear with nothing
The man is not the poorest in heaven.
***The Book of End of Times
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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