Feeling smug you will betray,
the ones who really trust
Crucified at break of dawn,
in literal disgust
Knowing not their crimes accused,
life balanced on a thread
They take the course of solitude,
braving what lies ahead
Your signature upon their graves,
the tombstone reads aloud
The one who lies beneath this ground,
is cloaked in Satan’s shroud
Dangling on your string of sin,
you’ve judged without remorse
Crying loud your soul removed,
an unholy style divorce
With pure dis-ease you justify,
your actions to your peers
Bringing now a thoughtful dread,
you’re next as it appears
Drawing to a woeful end;
the havoc that you’ve wreaked
Your jury cannot justify,
the lives you have critiqued
Author notes
prompt "Judge not least ye be judged" artwork justice by =mmebuterfly at deviantart.com (I am not afraid)
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