We all do what is right
In the middle of the night,
Or in the day; we do what is right,
As we think and as we calculate;
It is right to us—even if we hate—
As we feel, and with feeling, calculate.
Some perceive what we do as sin,
Some, outside, looking in…
And they could be right:
Everyone loves themselves in the middle of the night.
When we discover one we loved
Has, in secret, sinned, we feel betrayed;
Forgive them; in their hearts they were right;
And fear them not; fear the one who sins in the light,
Right in front of you—and is not afraid.
