All I Have Isn'T Mine Vanity

If men tell, carefully all that men,shall one day have to tell who then shall heed men voices without giggling, complaining of solitary voice like sad beggars. who indeed with godly heart heed to them without laughter. If men cry out of our torments, that evenly increased from yonder miles, which eyes will then watch, without pointing, mocking, gossiping and teasing. yet if men tells of truth, which mouth will patience, and heed to men tales. the mouth in hungry soars,shape in big wounds by large kids. how many eyes will watch in glad what heart will listen to large rage of clamor? who will hear to men pity continence? who will accept men as a brother of one soul? that grows like a tumor, to just thy deaf ears of men, that will cry gently in endless time of all which ear will listen to men sobbing heart.