As a child, one is most honest;
As a youth, one is still honest.
As an adult, one learn all tricks
To suit his family demands.
Mind will season to toughness.
Conscience will move to silence.
Ego with deposit will grow stiff.
As a man, one is in decay.
11.05.2012
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I would like to translate this poem
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