Ah! There comes the man
As untouchable as fire
Spirit of arrogance higher
He does not know his fate
Ah! The cheerfulness is fake
Wow! There comes the beauty
Like a princess of a celebrity
Everyone must kneel and worship
She doesn’t know only one God exists
Wow! Meet the careless mind
Well! Their lives too troubled
There is no comfort in darkness
Only miseries being doubled
There will never be joy in madness
Well! These people are so stubborn.
***The Book of End of Times
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem