Anger- be careful
The spirit enters within;and one spark sets a flame.
The tongue morphs to a serpent,
as poison enters the veins.
Beauty becomes as naught
-the red rose fade.
Death seeks advances;
while the spears of words are raised.
The tempter knows our weaknesses.
We should be careful, lest we fall.
We should be mindful of our conversations,
conduct, and character with all
brethren, and sisters alike,
for none of us live without flaws.
We should remember the Christ.
Lest we set snares
yet we ourselves fall.
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