It is not of physical but of mental,
Thus it is of testing nature
Testing your intelligence,
Your poise and gratitude thus many
Have not adjusted to the very adjustment,
That justifies their nature, in this
They perish in their endeavours
The adjustment is not a virtue,
But a decision upon ones' self
A solemn oath from the heart
As the mind weeps for freedom,
From the oppressions of indenial
And regret, as it decreases our
Humanity and our humility
What can I say, let me think...Mmmm..... Not bad at all actually this is perfect baba Let it flow! 10+
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I would like to translate this poem
adjustment and compromise...the latter is always better...a judge that also hears your arguements...adjustments; they won't...good piece, Innocent...10