The Eye Looks Outwardly Poem by Molaire Jules

We have one of those precious things call a brain, that is hidden from all man kind. Only I know what I'm going to do later.
All the guilty pleasures in mind.
but, ...never mind. who created our brain? what is hidden from the world, is not hidden from our creater, God. A conscience that can stick with us, He knows all things. That fibb we told our friends is known. The smile that comes on our face when we see someone, and not really want to talk, oh wow, that's known! It shows that we really are imperfect. So, why do I 'brainly-judge' someone at the Shopping Center, or any where else. Why not first look at self? well, difficult it is. the Eye looks outwardly, but can never look in.

The Heart can't see not one object. But it seems like, it's incharge. it cause the tongue to spit out vanity, and hides the lies.
Our Hearts, yes, imperfect it is!




Jeremiah 17: 9 (Rom 2: 1; Eccl 7: 20)
The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?