Hungry to eradicate corruption, and for that, I am ready to give up my life
I'm ready to sacrifice my life but can't sacrifice my right, and for the protection of my right, I'm ready to go across any limit, and this struggle will only end after my death.
Someone is living by usurping my rights,
or someone is living by killing their conscience.
You will not be able to bear the sigh from your heart,
you will not escape this blow without a weapon.
What I already understand and ignore,
you consider it to be cleverness and make yourself clever.
It was your gathering, so you stole the applause,
a hundred lies together defeated one truth.
Self-respect was still intact,
that's why I could not say 'yes' to 'yes'.
The trickery that you consider worldly,
I could not adopt that skill, even though I had it.
If I hadn't been thrown out of your gathering, I would have regretted it,
my self-respect would have been questioned.
I stayed hungry, but did not eat that food,
the food which would have carried the curse of a hungry soul.
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