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All of our righteousness are as filthy rags 
I do believe that's what I read 
We all fall short of the glory of God 
I know that's what my bible said. 
But there are some of you that don't have a clue 
You think yourselves an exception to these rules 
You think you are wise and perfect in God's eyes 
When in reality, you're nothing but fools. 
You judge all of mankind making yourself blind 
To your own faults, or you pretend to have none 
You curse all men who are submerged in their sin 
While forgetting the things that you've done. 
You're in church every week and when its your turn to speak 
You speak loudly, for you love to be heard 
You should keep it in mind while impressing mankind 
That your actions speak louder than your words. 
It is church goers like you when you do what you do 
That causes God to quickly take offense 
You skillfully dodge all blame and hide in God's name 
However, there are many ways to straddle the fence. 
Now don't get me wrong for I do not go along 
With the things that men are doing today 
But I can't throw a stone when I've many faults of my own 
I just tell people about God the right way. 
You and your kind who are so stupid and blind 
Build yourselves up by knocking others down 
Because they're not like you and don't do what you do 
You say that they're lost, and will not get a crown. 
You sit in high places and walk about with two faces 
Seeming godly, if only in your eyes 
You tell your sisters and brothers that they're better than others 
But I know that this is nothing but lies. 
Think what you may but come judgement day 
When the Master has completed His reaping 
You'll stand in His glory and we'll know the true story 
For He'll reveil the secrets that you're keeping. 
When God sees your mess He will not be impressed 
By what you have or what you think you may know 
He'll take just one look, see your name not in His book 
Then it will be off to hell you will go. 
You could change this sad ending if you stopped your pretending 
To be perfect and all holier than thou 
Stop hiding your evil ways and do as God says 
Then you'll be saved, but the time is right now. 
By Benjamin Macieo Davis 
Theprinceofpoetry
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