Mote in my Eye

With the mote in my eye, 

I am beyond blind.

I am weak and corrupted

In my mind.

Corruptions and distortions

Permeate the air

Im preoccupied with matters

That don’t deserve a care

Funny how this mote allows me to see

In others

What I fail to see in myself

Imperfections, sinful and prideful ways

Whispers from the wicked one

Suggestions , temptations

Vilifying the righteous

Dear Lord please cleanse me and purge me

Of such hateful ways, these ways of men

Where I can see each as brother and sister

Navigate life in your name

Until the end of days

Finally ascending to our eternal home