Life seems short

And yet so long

What feels right

Is so often wrong

The time we have

Is coming to an end

And the road to Hell is paved

With the good we intend

We do not know

When that day will come

It would be better for us

If we were blind and dumb

For we will have to account for injustice

If we could not see or speak we would have a way

To keep ourselves from the world we see

And others from the words we say