When things do not go as we wish
We say, that perhaps
We’re harvesting the punishment
Of past sins sown
Yet how many times
Do we ever look back
And see
How our own immaturity
Has plunged us into needless pain
When shall we stop and ponder
On how we are the cause
Of our own problems
That the real devil retarding our progress
Is us?
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