Glass Houses

These are the words that woke me up yesterday.

I know there are folks

it is written for ...

and there are folks

it is written to.

Hope you're in the right group.

Either way ...

keep it light and have a Monday morning chuckle ...

Glass Houses

by Lyn Marinello

Hey you, up there, in your house made of glass

passing judgement on others from your widening ass.

You scoff at small victories you deem minimal gains;

laughing at struggles that are really dirt on your panes.

You belittle the efforts of those made below;

forgetting your home's transparency provides quite a show.

You criticize freely, without thought; without care;

hurling barbs and big rocks from your 'castle' up there.

But it's long been a phrase unliked from said thrones,

that those in glass houses just shouldn't throw stones.

Here's something to ponder as you castigate all,

your pride's enormity will be dwarfed by your fall.

I offer a suggestion, with a humbled demeanor,

perhaps what you need is some strong window cleaner;

for the faults that you find in every direction,

may more aptly be your own broken reflection.