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Poetry in Motion
Sins, Stones, and Glasshouses
Truth in Words Rarely Spoken
Have you ever sinned? What exactly does that mean?
Have you been judged or believed in things unseen?
Have greed or selfish acts caused ill will in disguise?
Have you lied and then been disgruntled with the prize?
Is the dark place that you visited a place where you now stay?
Was that home a temporary stop along your way?
Do you look inside yourself as you now come of age?
Do you even care to judge and then turn the page?
Do our sins follow us as stones are thrown within?
Does it matter in the end that humanity always wins?
The stones we have that bear us down are lessons to be sure.
The answers are to live and learn -move forward through the door.
The houses we now hold are both in body and mind.
They are blown off glass and shatter without rhyme.
Our shredded selves cut and bleed throughout our lives.
Glass breaks- as sins discovered- slit us like small knives.
