Wears not necktie releases beard
As the black cloak makes the priest
Murmurs words and strums his beads
Adorns home through holy feasts
Angels' pictures and sacred men's
Blessed sentences on walls hang
When he prays in lush garden
Utters petition by shrewd tongue
He preaches of piety and faith
Harbors devil within his chest
Prays for God scared of wrath
Greedy of heaven he has zest
Gives bribe to overpass laws
Swears by Lord for more gains
Brags by wealth before fellows
Money has no smell it retains
He's married yet he fornicates
Forces on daughters the headscarves
Prevents wife to go out of gates
Honor on forehead would carve.
Friday October 31,2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem