Thy glory never fades,
Thy charm remains forever,
Honesty, piety and compassion,
All are offered on thee,
Thy altar admires them,
They rush there of their own accord,
Thou art the goddess with no shrine,
Yet thou art worshipped most.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good poem on corruption and the people who are engaged in it. Your poem is rich in both language and expression. Though the lines are less but worthy to convey the message.