6. One who gives the poor daily wins renown
in this world and in the world of next birth.
The two worlds are like two roads branching
from the same place, each giving joy.
7. They inflict pain on themselves
when they begin to do crimes as the King,
Ma: pa: li lost kingdom and himself to God
with the thought of giving three square feet of mud.
8. O damsel with eyes of a deer! A father
should stand his sons in good stead.
The doll you make is your god. To set one
in moral ways is to get the saintly state.
9. You mix mud with cut up hay and water,
yet you find that mud is useless to build
and it will never be a good mix later.
Don't love the vile though they grieve for you.
10. If you feign love to the foes and close friends
but grow malice between them spreading rumours
and don't stand by anyone, you are like
the one standing between two fires.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem