Saturday, September 26, 2009

a poem about judging others

I was shocked, confused, bewildered
as I entered Heaven's door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
nor the lights or its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven
who made me sputter and gasp--
the thieves, the liars, the sinners,
the alcoholics, the trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade
who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
who never said anything nice.

Herb, who I always thought
was rotting away in hell,
was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, "What's the deal?
I would love to hear Your take.
How'd all these sinners get up here?
God must've made a mistake.

"And why's everyone so quiet,
so somber? Give me a clue."
"Hush, child," said He, "they're all in shock.
No one thought they'd be seeing you."

Judge NOT.

7 comments:

Scott said...

lol, NICE!

Scott W said...

That shit is harder than it looks.

Madison said...

Now that's funny.

Tall Kay said...

Brilliant poem! Thanks for sharing a little humor :o)

Boston said...

funny poem. HAPPY B-DAY NIGHT!

Steve E. said...

dAAve, I thought this quite serious, rather than funny.

I'd like permission to print out some copies to give to some inmates I know.

Syd said...

I liked this. A different take.