Stop fooling yourself, my friend.
Heaven is not made of diamond.
Stop humiliating yourself, booster.
Heaven is not made of gold either.
Those precious metals only mean something
On earth. Over there, money means nothing,
Since you don't need to buy anything.
All material things are worthless.
The glitters may they be fake or real
Are not necessary; they are senseless.
They mean nothing and that's a big deal.
Those sparkling rings and chains mean nothing.
Good health is the key to joy, once the bells ring,
That's it, you will never live to enjoy a new spring.
Do not take yourself too serious.
Do not be too cocky or too audacious.
Heaven is not made of diamond.
Stop fooling yourself, my friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Why every body is so crazy about heaven? is a valid question for a discussion. With this poem let people start it. Very inspiring theme. Thanks for sharing.