False preachers, 
Many will come against my name; 
religious imposters, 
You will know them by their fruits; 
Try keeping 'The Fourth Commandment' and see, 
How fast  the rich religions do turn on you! 
By the way of remembrance, 
Here a little and there a little; 
But the soul that sins will surely die.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    