The house he dwelled in
a house of cards, of glass
Picking up the rock,
and bringing the house down
crashing down, around himself
standing amid the shards
of his perfect life
blind to the truths
in the word he thought he knew
oh so well
October 27, 2007 9:59am
Luke 18:9-14
(Raymond A. Foss)
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