As I step back and evaluate my life, i notice things that once were hid;
I notice the mean nasty things I'd said, the ugliness of things I did.
I notice that when I was mad at my God, my heart became bitter and cold;
As I step back and look at my life, I watch hardships as they unfold.
Hardships because I chose not to share, the burdons that clung to my back;
Pain and heartache for I chose to blame, God for these visious attacks.
As I step back and look once again, through the eyes of an open heart;
I see that it was all just me, not letting God in my life take part.
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