Each front has its back.
Your face is the face of deceit,
for you only live your back.
Are you selling your back as your face
for the trifle of transience,
or do you offer it in sympathy
with the helplessness of us all?
When two put their backs together,
the eternal face of our compassion will rise.
Do not ask yourself,
“When? How? Why?”,
because you will know it from your face.
When you will not bear to look at it anymore,
it will be over,
because only you know
the deception of your own face.
