The Measure of You
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25th May 2025
Fact - Someone I know has blackened my name.
I know there's something going on, no doubt
I'm wise enough to know what you're about
It's not pleasant dear, you must live with fear
That's sure to ruin time left on earth here.
I will keep my findings all to myself
You be the judge and jury to yourself
Maybe you have caused folk despair always
I don't know how you find peace in your days.
The day is coming that will seek you out
It’s something that you have to think about
We all arrive at the heavenly gate
Think about that before it gets too late.
Worst of all, is getting away with it
How do you sleep when stars and moon are lit
The man in the moon, angels in the sky
Must sadly shed tears of sorrow from high.
Heres looking right through to your heart
You who thinks yourself to be very smart
I won't name and shame, much as I'd like too
Know that someone's got the measure of you.
“Some folk may deceive folk upon Earth, but never God, He observes.”
Copyright © Beryl Edmonds | Year Posted 2025
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