The Dark Beatitudes

Woe unto the proud of heart,
for a great fall awaits them.

Woe unto the glib of soul,
for they can only be comfortably numb.

Woe unto the greedy graspers,
for they shall end up empty.

Woe unto those content with injustice,
for the kingdom of God will disturb them.

Woe unto the cruel,
for what goes around comes around.

Woe unto the corrupt of heart,
for they fail to perceive God.

Woe unto the warmongers,
for they shall be called children of the devil.

Woe unto those privileged by injustice,
for their world is coming to an end.

Brian Zahnd

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