Every man must bear his cross
And walk the road to perdition alone
Let us pray that the cross be wooden
And the road short,
For man is a vile creature
Who sins with fervor
And repents at leisure
And wishes that the crimes be punished
So that the guilt be assuaged,
But also that the punishment be mild
So that the lessons learnt be forgotten;
And the urge to err
Be forever young.
Who sins with fervor And repents at leisure All mirrors reflect - some reflect a tad more profoundly very seasoned and settled work- keep it up girl rehan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A marveleous piece; Man is such a fickle creature, mostly blind to the Love and ways of God; you've captured the erroneous mindset wonderfully!