God Wants His Hat Back

Is there anything so excruciatingly exhausting As to feel the need to look at everything Through judgmental eyes No background or context Barely half the info Yet so quick to jump to conclusions Always quick to pass judgment As if holding all the cards and criteria Seeking perfection everywhere How arrogant and pretentious Like trying to wear God’s hat I once said the worst thing I could imagine was to see Someone imprisoned for a crime They did not commit Am I so stupid to not realize I am guilty everyday of doing Exactly that in a million little ways Over and over again Of doing the worst crime I have imagined That I am judging and sentencing Without hearing all facts… And even if I did hear all the facts Who died and made me almighty judge? And anyway… What’s with this overwhelming urge Needing to quickly evaluate and judge Possibly born of some caveman instinct To protect oneself from imminent dangers If so, it’s way beyond that and outdated Not only ineffective but destructive Become much the enemy within Blackening my heart with every cynical thought Separating me from everything that surrounds Isolating me empty of compassion or empathy Whatever happened to a little bit of humility And admitting that none of it concerns me It is what it is good bad or indifferent God just called He wants his hat back AP: 3rd place 2020 Submitted on September 22, 2017 for contest LATE SEPTEMBER STANDARD sponsored by BRIAN STRAND