‘Glass houses’

Way upon your majestic hilltop,
looking downward in contempt.
Sitting there on your high horse;
as if introspection was exempt.

You sneer at our many failures. 
Deriding human vice and flaws.
We may stumble with our faults
but we don’t shatter glass walls.

Perched up there in judgment. 
You leer through crystal panes.
You dwell in a blissful ignorance;
one marked by hypocrisy stains.

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About Bo Bandy

Just a creative soul trapped in a world of cookie-cutter pragmatism...
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