Coming like a wind why?
Leaving like a sun shine why?
When the night come is so joyful why?
Sun shine come with reasoning why?
Yesterday I did this why?
I didn’t control myself why
I allowed my filling to take me why?
My body is full of tiredness why
Even though no manual work yesterday why?
I’m still forgetting the effect of this why?
My own body turns why?
It becomes my slave master why?
Can’t I control my own filling why?
I say my life is over now why?
It can’t be renewable again why?
It affect the brain and uterus too why?
It destruct testes and waist too why?
Is a morning of why? Why this happening to me?
now I see the face makeup is the heart rushes
Sin is the most causative agent of hate
Toward oneself
which end-up with blaming
finally death in concise
The freedom of body is slavishly in heart
Please ever be like Judah
who betrayed his soul
for wealth sake
fight until the end to sin no more
under god mercy you can
Believe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem