Glass Houses
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I see and hear such degradation of others, when I know that we all have our own laundries to to tend to and our own baggages to work through. There’s reason for every mans beliefs, feelings, passions, and cares. Why don’t we stop the critical sneering at others and mind our own life’s messes.
GLASS HOUSES
We all live in glass houses,
Yet we all have a rock in our hands,
Why don't we mind our own businesses,
and just love our fellow man.
Why gaze at the mote in your neighbor's eye,
when the one in our own is so grand?
The same judgement we judge of our brother beside us,
will be the same judgement we'll meet again.
So take thought before slinging that boomerang,
Heed a warning that I'm making known.
Don't go throwing rocks at glass houses,
when you're living in one of your own.
Copyright © Lovie Divine | Year Posted 2018
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