Here,
The worsts are
Ruling us.
And we are
Tolerating.
The unprincipled
Are here
With us,
And they are
Pushing us
Backward.
Even to
Describe them
I find
No appropriate
Words.
Unclear
The system,
We are in.
The circle-
Vicious,
And no way out,
To stay
Free and
Pious.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
be cautious men, know the truth and live here