Our lives on earth are based on poverty, why then should anyone make a 'vow of poverty'.
No matter what we accumulate after we are born, it cannot accompany us into death.
We are born with nothing but our life and intellect in tact.
Those of us who are lucky enough to maintain our intellect to the end must also lose it along with life when we take our final breath.
There are no exceptions, we are all in the same situation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem