Acknowledging my honour and sweetest high-lineage,
I stop smoothing over my well-deserved nuisance:
Scoffing at the revolting; useless to this world,
remaining in solved questions and hardened riddles.
Agreeing with truisms and people’s will,
when that fully and gratuitously has been attended.
Stabbing dead meaningless opinions!
Axing down bumptious pretences!
Leaving sense against wicked deeds!
Gather thoughtful goods:
Know that Truth, Honour and the Rights of Might,
don’t serve our foes as weaponry
as all here now is owned by Viet.
Reasons for an honourable Life is Life’s claim:
Remember that rich owns the Light:
Caring for Life’s Goodness;
path to insight and dearest life value.
Truth is our sufficient property.
Option and will’s contradicting Truths
became in growth compelling illusions,
to gain given for the strange twistings
that become feeblemoulded reactions:
Emptiness’ survival strategy
It dawns to cry off the unclean time’s burden,
the counterfeit rights will be taken away
Life was brought here and given Viet to inherit
and one’s own will shall enriched be recalled
TIME TURNS TO LAID FRUITION!
LET THE WINE OF CLARITY FLOW!
COME GLADNESS! BE HERE! LIVE US!
COME INHERITED AND STRENGTHENED!
COME TO THE NEW DAWN!
RAISE YOURSELF FREEDOM!
STEP FORWARD GLADNESS!
BE MY LAWS!