My Fear
Let he who is
Sinless
Cast a stone first
We run from the truth
The truth we know
We know will bring the light
Why?
I do not cringe at failure
I've been in its mire
I have arisen a better me
I do not fear my flaws
I've known the strength
Of their weakness
I do not fear defeat
I've seen the victory therein
Which no ephemerality could
behold
This is what I fear
That I'll one day run away
And dodge as soon as I hear
The footsteps of
My truth
The truth I so preach
The beginning of this poem is a close paraphrase of John 8:7, wherein Jesus exhorts the accusers of a woman accused of adultery. At the end the poet is concerned that he may be the one who is the hypocrite
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