"LEST YE YOURSELF BE JUDGED.”
Spite simmers, in a cauldron stirred by Hate,
Infecting those, past trials rend, inward blind.
Whose toxic thoughts spill forth, in verbal spate,
Some poisonous concoction of their mind.
Howbeit, they themselves are far from pure;
For all are prone to miss the mark, and groan.
Revenge, for deemed misdeed, ne’er proves a cure;
Nor can one be first up to cast a stone.
Thus, venomous and vicious comments stain
Whose quill or tongue seeks to, with words, malign;
Malevolence can never justly reign
Wherever friendship’s lanterns truly shine.
Beware you, who another’s name has smudged,
Lest ye, for hateful deeds, yourself, be judged.