We are bound by
The shackles of illusion,
With no potency to go out
Freely as per wish.
The root cause of
Sorrow is the mentality
Within us.
We know our fortune
And we are in loving service
For all good.
We are innumerable, we know
And still we are going to
Face the loss
How dare you to say so!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem