Dont find fault with the man who limps
Or stumbles along lifes road,
Unless you have worn the shoes he wears,
Or struggled beneath his load.
There may be tacks in his shoes that hurt,
Though hidden away from our view,
The burden he bears, if placed on your back
Might cause you to stumble, too.
Dont be too hard on the man who errs,
Or pelt him with wood or stone,
Unless you are sureyea, double sure,
That you have no fault of your own.