Judge Me
Let us be judged by our past, but let it not be by you or me.
We who are so easy to become Bias are not able to just fully deem another's nature.
We who ourselves are to be judged in the end of times, are not fit to put labels on another and their makings.
Let us be judged farely, for I would rather be judged not by envious eyes or dictating tongues, but by holy eyes and angelic tongues.
Let my wrongs be sorted through by incurious spirits, so in this manner my mistakes and regrets won't become devilish so quickly to heavenly eyes.
May my mistakes have been seen before, and regrets be found as acts of human nature.
May my secrets implore their better nature and may all my pains succumb there as well.
Let their wholesome eyes cover my body in a glow bright and true, let it heal all my illness and complete my tired soul.
I am not of this human world yet my body takes this form, but my spirit still is free.
Judge me by this and not of these worldly acts.
Judge me by my soul and how true I have been.
Mistakes I have a plenty.
Enough to cover mountains and too many tears that filled up oceans.
I am not free from these worldly actions but my spirit is true.
My urge to become better to reach higher still lives on.
Judge me by this passion and let my passion set me free.
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