I will be destitute....
Happily soaked this I can be empty.....
I will do it myself for the sake of a lost human being.
My path in search of humanity,
I will live a good life for human beings.....
I will love people all my life.
If I can ever be in service,
The heart is full of self-satisfaction.
Sorted this I easily chaotic,
I am always disturbed by the loss of human beings.
This is the birth of selfishness,
There is inherent human service.
Do it in your own way...
The mind tells me day and night......
You are mortal, you are the living world forever........
There is innumerable happiness in human service.
If you do not serve the people,
If you do not dedicate yourself to humanity..
Your priceless golden life,
Will disappear in trivial dust.
Failed birth in this world......
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