Confronted by a conundrum,
To invoke the Unknowable,
Driven to the wall in clash,
To seek the guard of the Unknown,
Having committed a blunder,
To beseech for mercy the God,
And usurped of mine by the strong,
To invite for curses the God,
I shall turn to be God-invoking.
Otherwise, I don’t disturb Him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I shall turn to be God fearing......Beautiful write.