O your life is merely a shadow play!
You give everything of yourself to those
Who sneer at you: the icons of today.
They're reliant on you to sell your soul.
They need your money, and your precious time,
In order to exist. If only you
Could perceive the light behind the lies.
O if only you could perceive the truth!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem