Not at all good
Life, and we live
With no knowledge of
Living style.
Our very breathing
Our own enemy, and
We strive with
Own might- not right.
Cause of suffering
Our own earth and
We are bubbles in air.
Selling and buying -
No meaning with the change of
Feeding and dying.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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