LOG

            The painful log is in your eye
            As you denounce another soul
            For being lesser than yourself
            Not meeting your exacting goal
            Pharisees were just the same
            Judging all who failed their test
            Even Jesus lost their game
            Crucified at their request.

            We must serve the least, the best
            Befriending all, no matter what
            God sees us as perfect ones
            Pure, unblemished, not a spot
            As we're hardly adverts for
            The way that Christians ought to be
            Surely we should focus on
            More of what is really me.