He who casts the first stone
can never cast the last
Lest hidden truths be buried
deep within their past
Come clean, set free
The benefits are vast
Remembrance forges memory,
And betrayal fathers gast
Of truth of heart, be still
And strength of soul be fast
Remember what you've learned today,
Lest your next word be your last.
First stone casting man can never cast the last stone. Today's learning matters a lot. Clean mind can feel this and mind can be motivated for higher purpose. An amazing sharing is done here. This is a very brilliant poem shared...10
This sounds very much like Judith Blatherwick murdering prose. Cliched is no cachet. Hiding behind another of her hundreds of alter egos, too frightened to appear as a real person.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really a poignant rendition set aside for sober reflection. Well conceived and nicely embellished in poetic rhyme. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Steven and do remain enriched.