Opaque this world
make various paintings in the liver
clamp and become sooty
turning a blind eye to tread
on top of which way should we
ear hanging open, but not heard
mouth-voiced but was unable to spell
strong legs did not want to His path
Where should this self taken
but knowledge is weak
unable to move physically to the actual road
all the senses eventually not follow your heart
but appetite continued to tease
endowed with extraordinary wealth
choosing the wrong path
because all the senses that we have
interested flows wonderful splash of lust
which direction we are heading
wipe liver opaque
with tears weeping over sins
that the actual visible and capable
we live.