Crossroads
I listen to the red and not the blue
Though that one has spoken less then true
I hear the whispers, revel in the lies
Even as I watch the evil unfold before my eyes
I feel it’s easier, to yield to temptations fork
That twists me and my morals with iron willed torque
I am only human, not strong of will and heavy is my moral load
As I travel along life's long and twisted road
Let he without sin cast the first stone
And then find out that he stands no longer alone
Let he set the fire that envelops us all
And feel that evil that holds us in thrall
Simple temptations, sour grapes in easy reach
Going against all that we try to teach
Everyday we face these new evils, simple ones invisible to our eyes
Simple solutions to difficulties like stealing or convincing with convenient lies
Everyday we walk, we enter roads, cross roads that twist and turn
And slid down the path that we secretly yearn
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I would like to translate this poem
set the fire, envelope us all, wonderful, thanks. Please read mine.