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
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