I don't believe in scriptures.
I don't believe in worship.
I do believe in humankind
and upon myself I do whip.
My conscience is within all;
others' existence is within my vein.
I wish to go to hell after death
to arrange time and space for others in heaven.
I want to be a human from beast, an angel from human...
Sacrifice and service together make my prayer.
Truth, love and peace are my weapons.
I won't shed a drop of blood in my holy war.
You may call me a saint; you may call me a demon!
Remember heaven and hell are within every human...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem