You preach to me as though you know,
But truly you surely don't know,
For you haven't lived the life I have,
Maybe your life was all enduring
But you forget the pain your addiction has
Caused me and your brother's and sister's.
Why do you think you know what's best?
For is it not true that those who judge,
Will be judged in the next life?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem