I once knew a poet named Carlene.
Whom you would assume was quite serene.
But screw-up, you'd better not!
Or you'll be in for a shock!
For her '***** slaps' can be unforeseen.
Written Feb. 24, 2016 for contest
Sponsored by: SKAT A
An original, poem on the theme of .....Sensitive Community ........
JUDGE NOT!
“Judge not, and ye shall not be judged”…….saith the Lord
then if you are not he
who are you to judge me?
With duplicitous lips you condemn
when just yesterday
you called me friend.
Though I’ve made mistakes
surely, quite a few
my humblest intent was posolutely not to hurt you.
My action yield faults
as we all sometimes do
but your grandiose eyes will not see that to be true.
So you hurl your verdict and bang your gavel
refusing to concede any other thought
least perspectives unravel.
Acquit and forgive
for it is not your place
to ‘cast out lots’, least ye be disgraced.
The ‘good book’ guides
so we can be free
to dwell together in perfect harmony.
The ‘Lord of Host'
so shall it be
the only one worthy enough to, judge me!
Carlene A. Simpson
January 07, 2016