What are you searching in the books of history?
Never tried to know yourself; ye the mystery!
Your water and air with fire, changing the attire,
How long you can save your earth and high sky,
Unbalanced pressure within out, turning to decoy,
Are you searching something in forest of stars?
Are you trying to escape from holy Earth to Mars?
Are you counting? Nine, eight..four, three, two, one!
Stop counting, say mission abort…please stop, it's fun,
Explore the reason of poverty, crime, rape; be human,
Whole universe is within you, have you ever tried?
Nay, why should? Ye cook and eat; hatred chicken fried,
Oh! We have spoiled the holy Earth and now we are,
Turning to spoil the heavenly orbs, forgetting His charity,
We ever neither tried to be chaste nor saved the chastity,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
are we spoiling the heavens or is the heavens spoiling us? for heaven shows us all the beauties of the earth and the universe.