Judge Not

I started writing this big long rant about humans and love and hate and blah, blah, blah. I decided none of you wanted to read that much, especially since there is always something in the media to promulgate the hatred of some individual(s). So, I wrote a poem. Enjoy!

I wasn’t raised in the House of God

And according to some there is no Heaven for me.

So what if I like to be with a broad?

Who knows? She may be the only Heaven I need.

I wasn’t raised in the Pits of Hell

But according to some that’s what’s in store for me.

If that’s all that religion has to sell,

Then I guess I’ll go, and all the warmer I’ll be.

I wasn’t raised in the House of God

And I don’t think there’s anything wrong with those who were.

But, I can’t stand those who are frauds,

Preaching their Holiness when it’s Sin they prefer.

I wasn’t raised in the Pits of Hell

And who cares if that’s my destiny?

I know to treat others well

And judge not, for there are others that judge plenty.

© Autumn Siders 2015
Judge Not

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