Splintered Soul

Take the plank out of your eye,

For you cannot view others clearly

If you can scarcely see your own reflection.

Pull the wooden sword from your iris,

For you cannot gauge the size of the

Speck that sits in your neighbor’s eye.

Shed the hypocrisy from your soul,

For you shall be judged as you judge others.

For your harsh gaze will become the lens that

Judges you.

Forget the weight that you place upon your

Friends, family, neighbors, strangers.

For you shall crumble to ashes,

Unable to withstand the Mighty mark of He.

Wipe the jealousy from your brow,

For what you seek to possess will be your

Downfall.

What you lust for will become your sin.

Breathe the hatred from your chest,

For your muscles only tighten at the need

To control.

What you hate will overcome your being.

Remove the plank from your eye,

Splinter your finger before the

Wooden sword becomes embedded in

Your coffin.

muerta y viva, por MME