Good deeds and bad: ALL have the heavens witnessed
No justice in this life leaves some of us distressed
Try to hide, but in the eyes all human faults are confessed
Fear of failure covers your life, precious dreams are repressed
Wealthy but alone; who have you impressed?
Surviving: yet daily burdened and so very stressed
Why do we forget that we are already blessed?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem