All are blind,
All are lame.
But it is very difficult
To combine a blind
And a lame.
All are here,
Within the city of
Nine gates.
But no one knows
The use of the gates,
In a proper way.
All three are here
And they are wandering-
The blind, the lame and the mute.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem