Tell me every terrible thing that you ever did
And every dirty little secret that you ever hid,
Every sized lie that you have ever told
And every emotion of yours that you have sold.
Tell me of every promise that you have ever broke
And how hatred and pain you did invoke,
And how you used and also happily judged others
Just because it was your feelings and your druthers.
Then tell me of your every horrible sin
And also the paths where you have walked and been,
Then tell me all of that when you do pray
And then please let me love you anyway.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem