A plight For Judas

Finally the self righteous become that which they despise
They find the stones they once threw carefully arranged in their own garden
Like Jericho,the walls they put up and always felt safe behind come cascading down like a waterfall 
We are who we say we are not
We are what we fear
The faults our fingers identify,like Trojans dwell within
and like sheep are clothed in pride
It was only a matter of time
Before your sins found you and owned you
Others remain liars until we ourselves lie
At first it’s shock
Then it’s guilt
denial then lays a comfortable bed for the numbness
and finally our vision becomes tainted by grey colored glasses.

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