Your God is one of them who likes to be called One,
Afterwards He proclaims that you were tested on it.
I explore the success of the day and find faith in God,
As much as the seeds and spores are still alive.
You would like being tested in a room with others,
An exam is preferred and not you with that fate
Is the Hell or Heaven from it.
Why?
It is simple my friend: your test is One!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem