Sunday Saints and Weekday Snakes

Oh, they smile real big in the front church pew. Singing "How Great

Thou Art" like their soul's brand new. But come Monday morning,

they're talking that trash. Throwing shade in the break room like it's Bible

class. They post Bible verses with a selfie glow. But their heart's

colder than a Christmas snow. Judging folks with a "bless your heart"

while tearing them down like it's an art. You can fool a few folks

with your shiny disguise. But not everyone's got the wool on their eyes.

You say you're safe but you spread that hate. More venom than grace on your