If we could see with the other man’s eyes,
and love with the other man’s heart,
we’d know just what it feels like
to be playing the other man’s part.
How can anyone understand, how can anyone
come to know, what’s hurting sorely the other
man? Is there a way to know?
The fears and cares that others feel, the pain
and worry they undergo, are theirs alone unless
we seek to know what hurts them so.