Non premeditated series of error, there's no justification to the wrongness I've caused, as my transcend's are purely selfish, before I regret, already someone's swimming in a pool of tears resulting from my actions!
My eyes are full of remorse and the war of my wrongs ain't over yet, even though I usually rejoice for success, but does success stay the same even after violating someone's movements or rights? with no justification?
I entrailed honesty with perfection, and there was no differentiation between truth nor desire, I couldn't tell the truth after many lies. How can one be comfortable with lies than truth? while my actions were unfair?
I plead for remission, not because I feel guilty but for the immoral and pain, I penetrated against mankind. Evil as you define me, at night I cry, I yearn for perfection, but my sins are irredeemable.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem