Whitewashed Tombs Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello

Whitewashed tombs He called them
Who appeared all pure outside
Those sly religious leaders
Corrupted and filled with Pride.

He knew their vicious schemes
And the venom in their hearts,
We find them here it seems
Still active in these parts.

My country is full of such
Vile Hypocrites displaying
Deceptive games that touch
The unwise who keep believing.

Jesus hated Hypocrisy
Those cunning masks of Pretense
Sinners must have true Honesty
Repent for their sin offense.