Judgement

Our actions weighed, Our thoughts scaled, Our steps mirrored, Our excesses are censored. The hidden is uncovered, The past is discovered, There’s no flight, We're encircled by light. We're read like a book, Caught like a fish by a hook, Our pathway is beamed, We’re telescoped as deemed. The Judge sits, Unparalleled days are His wits, He reveals the deepest parts, His words hit like darts. There’s an inner voice that speaks to us, Mirror us before ourselves, Often we don’t give a fuss, Even though our deeds are archived on shelves March 7, 2023. Writing Challenge - "J" Words - Poetry Contest, Constance La France.