For minor
You will be called fool
Simple and unsuccessful
With no etiquette
And always being late
Such things are addressed
To a person who is missed
On each occasion
For his late confession
Some people may admit
When they omit
Some of the important events
And for being absent
None of them may speak loudly
With humor and jokingly
That yes they were stalled on the way
And had to find another vehicle to pull it away
They do it in normal fashion
With so much of joy and exhilaration
No one may get wind of less humor
And may laugh it out as minor
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem