When you think that you sin the least,
Then you're in a hurry
Conjure with self-conceit
Myself, not listening to another opinion.
You're just another, no worse and no better.
Only the case
Can be an example,
Which for sin became a measure.
And if it seems to you that it is pure in its soul
In front of,
Before others who are filled with sin.
You're just a man, you're dust and remember that.
And every sinner, living the way of the earth,
Though you are different,
But do not judge him hastily.
You are not, not better, too, a sinner.
When I look at the world and everything is bad around,
There is a stir in the soul.
Not because it's bad. I myself am bad.
"REFLECTIONS" Grandpa Go