Believe in what you choose.
That has remained your policy.
Eventually you will accept the facts,
As they are.
With beliefs you have chosen to keep...
Broken into pieces,
Like a jackhammer does to concrete.
Believe in what you choose!
No one disputes those thoughts coming from you.
Although delusions and fantasies kept today...
Can be likened to a pair of tight shoes worn.
They may look good on one's feet.
However...
The bleeding created and can be seen,
Has to be discomforting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem