Who are my enemies in life
Not my neighbor who helps me always
Not my friend who likes me much
Not my family members who cares me
Then who is my enemy you ask
It is known to me as greed of mind
The bad feeling of greed on money
More than I deserve for my job
The more greedy I becomes
When I becomes rich in wrongful means
Still I am simulated as friendly
Still I pretends to be in charity
I know my real enemy is within
When I ignore the silliness of behavior
When I am in silence while I see injustice
The simulation of character that I follows
I am bound to know my inner enemies
And fight hard to get rid of them always
When the life becomes so easy and gentle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem