Changes, risks, opinions, judgment
All of which hinder and alter
our choices, way of life, and the truth
that guards our tongues.
If only we were good listeners,
slow to speak, quick to listen.
Throwing out all bias and self-righteousness
realizing that I too am in the same muck as him or her.
Honesty would be encouraged.
Openness would be second nature.
Imagine the success.
Imagine the tasks that could be accomplished.
If only the blinders of sin were removed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem