That I feel the pain Christ felt when I wasn’t there
Yet I feel not the pain that I inflict on my neighbor when s/he’s here
That I am going to be feasting
Yet the street families will have no one to them be visiting
That I have a job I don’t like
Yet the my MPs want a pay hike
That I find fault in the Pharisees and Sadducees – whom I never met
Yet I am burdening others with faults I have set
That I think Pilate should have stood his ground
Yet I almost worship my superiors when they are around
That I feel Peter never meant his words when he promised to die for Jesus
Yet I have denied him discipleship without expecting a reverse
That I feel Barnabus should never have been released
Yet I want forgiveness when God is displeased
That I feel the apostles were just cowards
Yet I have escaped physical pain and ran on soul destruction towards
That I am so concerned about the global economic crisis
Yet I don’t mind the global injustice that by day rises
That I am worried about global warming
Yet I have deforested and polluted without warning
That I don’t have this or that
Yet the little I have can’t share even with a rat
That I am about these and much more a bit worried
Yet I don’t do anything to keep myself from getting worried.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem