Those Who Are Blind To the Truth
To those who are blinded by a rafter,
the ones who bellow in laughter,
the ones whose own eyes are cruel...
I would stand before you and say,
"Stop acting the part of a fool.
You sound like a donkey in bray."
If I have a straw in my own eye
it will dislodge itself when I cry.
But I turn and walk away from you
while you brandish ugly insults at me.
Venom, your mouth continues to spew.
All ears hear and eyes are able to see.
You, the guilty, will fail to recognize
the rafter that's blinding your own eyes.
I pity you for the path you choose to walk...
one of obstinacy and misguided ways.
I'll ignore you when you rant and squawk
because you suffer from a form of malaise.
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2017
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