Casting Stones
You're not apart from others my friend
Nor have you been, by God, forsaken.
For in each past lay memories that rend
Leaving us depressed with psyche shaken.
God alone knows our past, no other man,
Though many may know some tiniest part.
In attempting to judge us because they can
They look past the goodness in our heart.
They fail to see that inner part not showing
The many things that God has always known.
Perhaps the price we pay is in our knowing
The disbursement for mistakes we've sown.
But in our hearts we must learn to forgive
Others, for the wrongs directed our way.
Then ourselves, for we've but one life to live
And aren't privy to life's moment or our day.
By God's design, the only perfect person,
died on the cross-
Written for a special friend, Shirlene
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