The coating of a thing outside
At times give one a clue
As to the sweet inside. inside
Which tempts and allures you.
But what if that covering
Is less than one adores
What to do? A problem-cue-
One wonder's, looking for the core?
Although, stale outside and blemished it may be
You might be committing the veritable sin,
For that pit which you in panic flee-
Might have a pith that is worthy within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem