You are a good father, a wonderful husband.
You go 'pray' every Sunday, doing a wonderful lip-service.
You've taken your kids to soccer practice
And you are ready to enjoy your Sunday.
Tui bu qi, ni ke yi pang wo ma?
You turn around and see an old Chinese lady.
She can't speak English and needs assistance.
You pretend you cannot hear her and drive away.
Smooth-stuff dad, you should return that #1 mug...
To me however, there would be no question.
I was late to a part-time job, it would actually cost me money;
And did I mention I can't speak Chinese either?
Instead I communicated with gestures and signs.
She wanted to go to the train station, as I later learned.
With your car it would have taken five minutes.
But we walked and that is also okay.
To be honest, you might think you've done more good than evil.
You might think there is a welcoming committee for you at the pearly gates.
I regret to inform you however, that the selection doesn't quite work that way.
True, I may speak of demons and blood, of nights spent in the embrace of death.
It is also true, that I could murder a man without feeling anything at all.
But if I was made to choose, between good and evil.
Even after being told I was going to hell for an eternity.
The words that leave my lips each time would be: "I volunteer!"
I volunteer, because I know that good or evil is a decision.
The action itself, can be justified and reasoned with in any number of ways,
But the heart of a man may never change.
If you want to learn what sort of person you are,
Ask yourself this:
Assuming that you are going to suffer irrespective of what you do.
Will you still dare to do the right thing?
Or will you sink into despair and depravity?
Take your time to think before you speak this answer,
For a lie is already evident, upon your tiny little lips.