I told you my little harmless tales O' friend
and made you laugh at my silly peccadilloes.
But those blunders I did; those grossest
sins I did perpetrate
and those moments when my head
had to hang down in shame
my mouth had failed to utter dear.
Forgive my reticence O' friend.
It's human that I'm such a hypocrite.
But carrying I'm, the load of my follies
heavy on my heart's shoulders
and traipsing hard to reach that
Judgment Day
for pouring them out as confessions
before the ONE
Who neither frowns nor laughs at them
...but simply executes His decision.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem