What are you..
poem
You may not be fat, but you're stuck smoking
You may not be a smoker, but you're stuck in a bad relationship.
You may be free, but you're afraid to fly
You may not be on crack, but you can't look people in the eye
--what have you to hide? --
You may not play the piano, but you can sho' nuff play a string.
You're ugly as Skeletor, as evil as Evillene
You may not be a killer, but you're just outright mean.
You may not be a liar, but you have hate in your heart
You may not be a leader,
but you won't play Any part
Truth,
Everybody here is 'something'.
Who am I to despise who you are
--Above MY OWN SELF. \
I have my own flaws.
I play the part of a critic of mine OWN SELF first.
As the good bible says, deal with your own beam 1st.
Understand, this is not about judging others,
As we must judge a righteous judgement. (John 7:24)
Just nudging a reminder, look at your own self first.
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