The coating of a thing outside
At times give one a clue
As to the sweet inside. inside 
Which tempts and allures you.
But what if that covering 
Is less than one adores
What to do?  A problem-cue-
One wonder's, looking for the core? 
Although, stale outside and blemished it may be
You might be committing the veritable sin, 
For that pit which you in panic flee-
Might have a pith that is worthy within.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    