Who has not told a lie, for good or bad or who knows why
Who has not stolen a thing, a pen, a pencil, a piece of string
Who has not had a bad thought, about a man or woman or what not
Who has not taken a life, a mosquito, a fly, a thistle or garden weeds rife
How is pornography worse than a scantily clothed model or celebrity
No harm in a bare arm, and we look innocently on a naked knee
But a bare breast or groin we detest, did not the God that gave one give the rest
Is it that with jealousy we harshly judge those that we begrudge
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem