Even the worst of monsters

Deserve your compassion

We all have deadly desires 

And harmful passions


I’m feeling old

counting the number of times I have fallen

And all the times you picked me up

Too many favours


Casting stones doesn’t make you smart

What about yourself? Let me see your heart

Just because your trials are less visible

It doesn't make them any less terrible


I’ve been told

Back when I was younger

One day you’ll understand

The true meaning of forgiving

Your neighbour 

Before it’s too late