Pharisee

With regard to none,
All they do is shun.
The Pharisees eat my flesh,
Devouring all that's left.

They can take my life,
My house, clothes, and wife.
They can take my friends,
And the money I haven't spent.

Not abiding by their decrees,
I take my life to Him above.
With compassion for the fallen-
My brothers who have wandered.

How can people be so blind?
Rub some dirt and spit in their eye!
Wake up to your hypocrisy,
Of injustice, assumption and greed.


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