Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Smudged Judge

Just a stranger on the bus
trying to make his way home,
why do we make a fuss,
they aren't the traveling gnome.

They're a person, it's plain to see,
just a slob like one of us.
No different from you or me
so don't be an annoying cuss.

You wouldn't want to be judged
so just let the others be.
It's not like you were gently nudged
of the limb of the perfect tree.

What if god was one of us here? 
Without knowing the paths he's trudged
would you look at him in fear,
knowing that your own life is smudged?

5 Unleashed voices:

Lolamouse said...

I like your riff on the song!

Whitesnake said...

Nicely done.......

Judie said...

Are the people who make unkind remarks about others suffering from a feeling of inadequacy themselves? Are they that insecure about their own place in the cosmos?

Mary said...

Judge not, lest ye be judged. A person never really knows how it is to walk in someone else's shoes. Well done poem.

Jessica Prescott said...

nicely done, a good way to use the prompt

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