To anonymous

You
(though there is no you is there? Because you lack courage)
lack a name
lack a face

Just pointless words
flapping
without substance
into the distance

You care to make
what you think
is a righteous stand?

Blind
(and cloaked)
pharisee…

…first remove the beam from your own eye
and the stick from your own ass…

Then maybe we’ll talk

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