Here is a translation of a kannaDa poem I wrote. (Here)
If hirsute growth is the measure,
you are a dullard for sure
If saffron robes and religious marks are,
you are uneducated for sure
If you can't fool with eyes half open, weaving meaningless words
you are an idiot for sure
If you can't fleece and give nothing in return
you are poor for sure
Don't worry, if you look at all such charlatans
with skepticism, you are the Buddha, said Omar
If hirsute growth is the measure,
you are a dullard for sure
If saffron robes and religious marks are,
you are uneducated for sure
If you can't fool with eyes half open, weaving meaningless words
you are an idiot for sure
If you can't fleece and give nothing in return
you are poor for sure
Don't worry, if you look at all such charlatans
with skepticism, you are the Buddha, said Omar