A mind that is empty,
has no feelings for their surroundings
and others.
It's like a box,
with locks on all sides.
No consideration for others
and wanting only respect for self-indulgement.
Respect is not needed or given.
It is a new life that should be created sparingly
in time.
The rude mind should question the
peaceful mind of others.
Is peace what is needed?
It's not what we want.
It's what we can give.
Harsh attitude, corrupted mind,
and depressed emotions.
The truth lies beneath these feelings,
not others.
Instead of defining the ignorance of a mind
that isn't open-minded.
Take time to find the truth in oneself.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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