تاملی در بدیهیات

Having seen their faces, the nature has injected perfection in every any each of their pieces.

We are, the embodiment of ugliness in every color and races.

They are the face of beauty, we are parasites, scums and feces.

We are the residue of the time, when the mother nature weakens and appeases.

They are a creation, certainly by a holy hand, we are painted and drawn hasty devil's hand, dirty inks and nasty gazes.

Oh Lord! such a pain, such a sorrow, such a waste of elongated paces.