The stores are full without a child to feed;
Hunger does rule the home with many sons.
The man of office high is but a fool,
While talent true will languish quite unknown.
Rare is the home that knows of total bliss;
Virtue up high will to the grave be gone.
What parents thrifted children’s hands do waste,
The woman wise is tripped by feckless man.
On full moon nights the clouds get in the way;
Flowers in bloom are struck by straying winds.
This is but how the world goes all the time,
Alone I laugh, and none do understand!
– 茶山 丁若鏞
Dasan Jeong Yak-yong (1762-1836), Korean bureaucrat, scholar, author, poet, philosopher, scientist, and engineer.