(Ref James 1:23-24)
Tonight I met a man
He was familiar
Bewildered and clothes tainted
Journeyed beyond the middle road
Into the timid gutters of passivity
Wrestled to the gutter of barbarism
Yet he answered his calling
Walked the straight path
Where he was bathed in light
That washed what he did not see
And it was the middle Road
I met a man who resembled me
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