Shred the malice of your heart
And drop that haughty look
For of all nails that did stab Him;
That vain look is most piercing.
For what are thou, son of man? spare us .. our guilt is heavier.......... very fine poem dear poet. love it. tony
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Shred the malice of your heart And drop that haughty look For of all nails that did stab Him; That vain look is most piercing. For what are thou, son of man? spare us .. our guilt is heavier.......... very fine poem dear poet. love it. tony