"To the Hypcrite", this was written back in March of 2009

Written back in March 2009, this was written to remind us not to be a hypocrite. To remember that others are watching us to see if we really believe what we say we do.

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To the Hypocrite..

Are Your Words Mocking You?



Who will remember you?

Have you ever wonder just what it is your living for?

Some day your name will be a distant memory. You know this is true.
Looking in the mirror, have you ever wonder which door?

What door will you walk through?

Who will remember you?



Some day the things you worry about will be but a distant memory.
Or will it be worries you knew, have faded into distant history.

 

 

 

Who will remember you?

Who has remembered you? Have your life you thought through?

 

 

 

The way you talk, the way you dress?

Have you ever stopped to consider, are you the same as all the rest?

 

 

 

Who has stood out to you?

Was it those who look just the same as you?

 

 

 

Tomorrow will come. Today will soon be past.

Have you a name that will last?

 

 

 

Is your name one of the many that are the same?

Or is your name a name of shame?



Have you considered that this way you may never cross again.
The words you sow today will be words that through time may reign.
Or your words will be as the puddles that have dried, when the wind has blown away the drops of rain.

 

 

 

Tread softly for your words may be repeated some day.

Time has a way of making your words echo through to another's day.

 

 

 

Carry your words softly, for their weight will one day determine your final fate.

With your words are you condemned, with your words may you find the solitary gate.

 

 

 

Time will tell,

Soon for you will ring the final bell.

 

 

 

Your words choose them well, for someone is watching you.

Have your words wrung true?

 

 

 

Or have from truth have you turned away.

Saying you have prayed.

 

 

 

Knowing in your heart you have lied.

Time is running short for you, many have already died.

 

 

 

Today, you have time. To find the straight gate.

Tomorrow will be to late.

 

 

 

The time is now.

You have been told how.

 

 

 

Do not a hypocrite leave this world, for the sole sake of your wounded pride.

Soon there will be no where to hide.