darkness overwhelming

Have you but glimpsed beyond the hidden,
The secret thoughts of you,
You would know the color of darkness,
Blacker than black,
Inkier than the thickest, deepest shade of blackest ink,
And that would be the mirror
Of you staring at yourself
In undisguise,
In ungood,
In unpretense.

Have you but glimpsed beyond the hypocrisy,
The shallow smiles that never reach your eyes,
You would know yourself,
More than you ever thought you did,
Or do,
It would be looking in a mirror,
And seeing not the youthful face of your ostensible life,
But rather the truer form,
The Dorian Gray you hide from the world.

Have you but glimpsed beyond the letters of the law
You have phariseed about upholding,
You would see the whiteness of your raiment,
The whiteness of your hands,
The whiteness of your face,
Even the whiteness that mirror yourself,
In all the splendor of your whited sepulcher,
In all the truth of your pretended righteousness.

Have you but glimpsed
At your own wickedness,
As I had on my own,
You would have more mercy
On such a publican
As I.

 

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