Early in the morning
I woke up and clean the smudges
In my eyes and my heart thumps
For fear that my enemy is coming
At sundown
When I pull off the toils to rest
And think too that I am someone else's enemy
My heart jumped into my mouth
Should I harm my enemy
My enemy will harm me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Truly, if we are someone's enemy, someone else is also our enemy and there is an equal and opposite reaction of our deeds.