Keep walking
through the aisles of truthfulness,
as all that attracts itself to truth
will attach itself to it by any route;
don't look at the shadows of disgust
they will guide you through those alleys
where you shall find yourself
in an abyss of unhappiness;
so tell those satans to go their way.
Catch the hands of the angels
and unto the crown of peace
surrender your mind gallantly
for honesty is royalty, supremacy;
while dishonesty casts spells of disparity
upon those who seek to disintegrate
the calmness of another's health and peace;
So stand alone in that sun shine of truth
it will reveal that you will live and die
unyielding and invincible,
that those satans will go their way
without the fulfillment of their voracity;
Catch the hands of the angels,
they will carry you to the apex of righteousness
though long and weary may be that journey of justice;
but in the arms of God your soul will find
its reward of rest and glory one day certainly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem