They Stand and Judge Us
With hearts, cold as ice covered gravel,
We embarass poets, with our moralistic gavel.
What must the Lord think of us?
As over their lives we make a judicial fuss!
Tis not in the human domain to be a judge.
Tis God’s alone, some souls made of sludge.
God forgave Mary Magdelyn, would you?
Do you have enough love, to forgive, too?
To embarass a fellow poet in open post?
Is proof you have no heart, you, a cruel ghost.
Dedication…Anonymous
1/18/2023
“ Whatever you do to another, you do to me”
Jesus Christ
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2023
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