Stones thrown,
and intended.
To hurt me,
My soul dented.
But you forgot,
That you’re not.
Free from sin,
Cruelty taught.
From childhood,
So deep down.
Buried within,
Not even known.
Think before you,
Hurt your spouse.
Because you dwell,
In a glass house.
The Sureshot 
That is so true! Excellent writing, painting the picture of an important message.
Thank you so much!
It was my pleasure, Phil. It was a joy to read.