Hypocrite ...

Mark 7:6 New King James Version (NKJV)

He answered and said to them, “Well did Isaiah prophesy of you hypocrites, as it is written: ‘These people honor Me with their lips, But their heart is far from Me.

 

Hypocrite

 

Straying through the battlefield thinking it is paradise

The screams of the wounded we can’t hear

Self was never crucified to our own demise

Spiritual death for sure as we’re judging our peers

 

Wait till Sunday morning then you’ll know who I am

I’ll tell you all about it in well-designed opinions

This may sound too corny but I’m on top of the clan

And I am free to flaunt it in my own dominion

 

Follow the leader as I am self-appointed

Listen to my call I have a squeaky voice

An exampled self-feeder and principled anointed

and by the Fall becomes someone else’s  choice

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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