Hypocrisy
"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 darkne...