The life I live is neither of deceit
nor of debt
but of deserved credit.
The speech I utter is neither of hate
nor of tribal despise
but of genuine love.
The friends I gather are neither of immorality
nor of iniquity
but of brotherly loyalty.
The drink I take is neither of wine
nor of salty lake
but of true vine.
The respect I have is neither of presidents
nor of flashy celebrities
but of glorious streets.
The favor I have is neither of human lord
nor of shrine god
but of heavenly God.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem