Something good could be had and last.
But some are too busy scrutinizing,
Things done...
In another one's past.
Envy and jealousy leads the way.
But a lack of truth keeps them sad...
Everyday.
And the removal of it completely...
There is nothing left much to say,
But goodbye to the victims!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem