It came like a wind, and stopped, and stayed, not like the wind,
Looking around like a ghost, and faster than a thief,
Settled and take a place.
Still looking around like a ghost, saw one, and less than a twinkle of an eye, goes for it.
Like that, all is taken.
Still look around like a ghost, want a place for it trade,
Open it bag, and in it is double edge sword,
With it, stroke a rejected deal,
It says, 'witch-Doctoring is evil: stop it or you die.'
It says, 'here is my Medical Doctoring' take it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem