Made of Glass

Those who
Live in
Glass houses
Should cease
Throwing stones
 
After all  
We rarely
See
How that  
Very stone  
So easy  
To fling
Can ricochet
And crush
Our dreams
 
Huff and puff
All you please
My pretty
 
Just realize  
All personas  
Are made
Of glass
Easy
To smash
 
The facade
Of your pleas
 
Irrelevant  
 
Eventually  
The curtain
Falls
Exposing  
What lies  
Within us all
 
Compassion shown
As yearned  
To receive
Sets the stage
For all  
To be free