The Big Are Gone, But The Small Have Lasted

Those who have put down others,
those who have ignored the poor,
to those who have derided the helpless,
and laughed at the sick and worn,
I truly hope,
that you feel good,
about yourself.
I truly hope,
that you are proud,
of the character,
that manifests,
itself through you.
I say this because,
the Lord will deal,
with you accordingly.
As the pharisees perished,
while the Holy spirit grew,
so shall those,
who pretend perish.
As for the meek,
they will,
their name will live on.
Not only after they die,
but forever.

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