Some are scared of you
Others are not.
Some hearts go on leave
At the mention of your name.
The most certain you are
When it comes to you
There is no choice
You choose your victim.
You may go for the rich
Or even for the poor.
You could go for the wretched
Even the wealthiest is not safe from your strike.
All we can do is be on the right path
Hence we be caught unawares
Cos all have to face the clarion call
All must obey.
May we not be caught
Outside the court
This, my prayer for all
As we move towards the mark.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem