A sick man can get cured or die of a virus
but a sick mind will always choose to be stubborn
and that is where the fault line arises
and trembles the surface of this domain
compelling readers to read what is absurd
and so infested with negative thoughts from their
dark cellar minds that they fear nothing
not even the Gods as their souls are impure
with determination to be on the stage of fame
and they focus on gaining points by
scratching each others backs or patting
each other on the cheek feeling that such gesture
will keep them atop the victory-stand
when their conscience drowns in sin so fatal
that to walk back from the point of no return
they will never be able to erase the undesired
words they have spelled, unworthy verses
they have written and unnecessary troubles
they have caused to others compelling them
to read that which no eyes or mind
would venture or penetrate to read;
so hear no evil, speak no evil, write no evil.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
U know very well, I am ambassador of God. I can do anything for my personal benefit. Don't try to insult me.
Why are you Jezu or Ram or some one who deserves pity and treatment? How can you say you are ambassador of God? You can get booked for Blasphemy. Look in the mirror and see your image and then identify yourself as MahaKool.