"Be Moved Not To Anger"

 In my wandering steps i'm priviledged to explore
The ups and downs of emotions left bare
Naked and unattended. Foresaw
I, the endless valleys close and near
That a trapped wanderer can never escape
Without the intention to forever leave there first.
Holes upon holes in the lightless landscape
Are deeper in depth to wells.
Its waters are tears gushing to escape
The sorrow and despair which there swells.
So when a destitute desolate you behold,
Be moved not to anger by his weakness,
Instead prayeth, "May this man heaven hold
And may God forgive his hopelessness"