My land is my body,
This is not mine
I must remember.
My right title is
not mine.
My possession is
not in a truthful way.
I must left the place.
But I am enjoying
right now.
And it is
not true, see.
The default is in me.
I have no courage
I have no patience.
I am the culprit here,
As I want to possess all
and I know how
this is wrong.
Knowing fully well
this is not mine
I am fighting to
possess it anyhow.
I know the truth
And still I
entangled myself
in falsehood.
This is not right,
and not the culture
of a civilized man.
And still I am doing wrong.
Who is there
to pardon me?
I am my own enemy.
Nothing is mine, let me know again and again and yet again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Humans who have the capacity to think makes wrongs and tries to correct it and then repeating.....A beautiful poem.