1. I am tasked with a world I do not deny its state,
Yet I am not pleased with its honesty and transition.

2. Should I long for it, desiring its permanence,
When I know it, if I knew its fading?

3. It was old, and is no land of stay,
So why, but for my weak opinion and its wealth?

4. I see its people heedlessly suckling it,
And before long they will know its adversities.

5. I see my knowledge benefits not myself,
Rather I see my knowledge is upon it, not for it.

6. What good is knowledge that deters not from passion,
Nor prevents the stubborn soul its misguidance?