Glass Houses

A place to live
To throw rocks at
And crash the glass
We love to jeer at

If you are one
Who sees the err
Then you must know
And be the bearer
Too pointed wit
Does criticize
But back it comes
In greater size
Can it be sport
Does lead us to it?
Or idle time
To make us do it?

Each crushing blow
Will add indeed
And further wreck
A soul in need
But pain is clear
A part of life
And those who bear
Surmount its strife

A house of glass
Surrounded in it
Constant pelting
Siege to win it
But woe to those
Who take your place
To find the stones
They can't erase