Such darkness there
You find yourself in solitude
Who are you to disrespect your mother?
And be so impolite and rude
Your demeanor must change
If you are going to get somewhere in life
Or else, the clouds will remain in the vicinity
Filled with corruption and strife
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I agree with your damning appraisal of cruelly disregarding one's mother. Your upstanding character continually shows through your noble pen, which wastes no strokes.