How can I believe you
As I know you are not
In the mode of goodness.
You have no knowledge
And you are not here,
I know, to get happiness.
I know you are ignorant
And you are not able to
Distinguish between
The real and the unreal,
Between the right and wrong.
Since you are ignorant
You cannot know the reality
And darkness is there with you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem