When I find something bad in people (poem)

When I find something bad in people, I try to believe for a great while that they are more likely just pretend to be like that, it’s a coincidence and I’m wrong. And trying to justify such thoughts, I want to believe, forgetting reproach that maybe a liar is just a dreamer and a cad’s nature comes from embarrassment. The gossip that came to me probably let the secret out by stupidity and the friend who once didn’t help in need, he didn’t betray me; he was just at a loss. I don’t run away from my troubles. It’s something else. I really hate believing in evil as well as in meanness! So when meeting the dishonest and the wicked, I often try willing or not to make them better deep down and just to correct them somehow! But the facts and time aren’t a trifle at all. And no matter how long I force myself, it’s still impossible to hide and mask putridity like donkey’s ears. Truth be told, in my life I had to face evil and more than once. And how many great hopes have gone and many friends have I thus lost! And still I won’t give up believing that at the start of any journey one must treat people with trust and kindness, kindness, kindness! Let mistakes be (though it is no easy matter) but your happiness will know no bounds when you’ll meet someone up to your standards, someone you’ll be endlessly happier with! Let the cynics pathetically mumble like children that hearts are insecure… I will not believe! There is a lifelong friendship and love till the end! And my heart keeps telling me: do seek and act. But always keep in mind: you also must live up to your own standards and you’ll see that everything else will work out!