Colour My World / Chicago / 1970
I’m looking for a poem.
I don’t recall the name of the Poem –
or it’s Author.
That’s not going to help.
(It was a long time ago OK?!)
I do recall most of the words …
Though some are surely incorrect.
And a stanza or two could be missing as well?
Here’s what I remember:
When I, with bitter tongue, denounce those crimes
which man commits toward his fellow men,
Cry that is cruel, and greedy, and unwise,
That he betrays his honour and his friends.
At my own door the accusation lies.
For I am part of the body of Man,
And in my breast there lodges all I blame,
Diminished merely in it’s scope and span,
In it’s essential qualities the same.
Between the world’s own faults and mine,
I find the difference of degree,
Unwhole and incorrect.
If you can assist I would be grateful.