I have wined and dinned with crafty people
They act innocent while sneaking up on me from behind,
They are obsessed with self-aggrandizement
But i can't be bothered by it
They think I will lose what I treasured
What do I care for an empty vault?
They can have it.
I will keep the real treasure locked in my heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem