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House of Glass

How easy to judgement pass
As we sit in our house of glass
Watching the foolish trip by
On heels high.

How simple it is to sneer
At those who in joy and fear
Themselves in shoes
Passing near.

With our clear view
We watch the stupid stew
And smile
In denial
For ‘Tis not me and you …


Why do you ask

If I wear a mask?

Do you suppose my expression benign

Conceals some hideous crime?

Look in the glass

And rather ask

About your own mask.

Put away the stones

For bones

Are brittle

And friend’s opinions fickle

As the witches in Macbeth

Who promise much, then leave him bereft.