Casting Stones

The unstoppable force keeps coming through no matter the time with disregard for place or weather A matador of barbs grabs horns of bulls even when they mudsling in herds together It's coming together slowly piece by piece as it does take time to build a puzzle The horn will keep blowing like trees in storms even if it moves in silence like loosened muzzles The world is troubled because its people are & everyone is lost within broken selves We need more people that are of use to others instead of those that hate & project themselves Leave that part of you at home on empty shelves as there's no room for it in this house of glass You shouldnt throw rocks as you may hit a neighbor & that reflection of you is all you have Take a look in the mirror before you cock & cast as you never know what image you might just shatter Instead of pointing the finger try giving a hand to be a solution in troublesome matters