Hypocrisy
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| "Woe unto You, Scribes and Pharisees" |
Blind guides
standing the shadows
of hypocrisy.
Loading heavy burdens
on the shoulders
of my children,
causing them to stumble
beneath the weight
of your own ordained crosses,
not mine.
Stand up from your seats of judgement.
You are less
than those subjected
to your misinterpreted laws.
You have no right
to condemn,
or forgive.
You are the false prophets,
spoken of
when the truth was first known.
Blind guides,
the veil was torn long ago,
when the sacrificial lamb bled.
The spirit was set free,
over all the land
and sea,
with tongues of flame.
Did you not receive humility
in those days?
I come to carry my children
broken
by pious hypocrites.
The little ones
who gathered at my feet,
cast off by those
who appointed themselves
as holy.
Be not blind
to your own perceived virtue.
Compassion
is what I require of you.
A warm heart,
stepping into the light
and gently leading the flock from darkness.
They long for an embrace of love,
an ear to listen,
a voice to console.
copyright 2016 - Donald P James Jr
The Love of Our Savior...amen..beautiful poem
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