Judge not

Matthew 7:1-2 

“Do not judge so that you will not be judged.

For by the standard you judge you will be judged,

and the measure you use will be the measure you receive.

 

 

Take that pickle out of your mouth ... before you choke on it

All what you’re proclaiming ... tastes bitter just like gal

How can my dreams be sweet and lovely as my Savior?

If all I hear is criticism ... as I try to get up after I fall

 

Where is your compassion ... you talk about so much?

Where is your heart of gold ... is it stacked in a vault?

Why won’t you even try to be ... what you really should be?

Why don’t you let The Spirit lead ... instead of being cold?

 

Your hunger to be needed ... and search for recognition

Will bring you many pains ... on your lonely way back home

Please get with the program ... that has been designed for you

Through the plan of Salvation ... to sanctified so well-known

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741