Judge Knot

[dox]

I judge myself. So, don’t you dare!
Prejudge your own reproachful stare.
Think thrice. Then, thank theocracy,
Thick tongues throw forth hypocrisy.

Red noses don’t make one a clown –
I’m not amused. You want renown.
Like hell’s bells, your laughter’s hollow.
Life and soul? Hard act to follow.

Arise and smell the stench of death,
Embalming fluid on your breath.
Its cunning ploy: you play the sucker.
Baffled now; you beg for succour.

You called yourself a human-ist.
Like fearful humans, you ran – pissed.
Will you find hope? Can you relate
To thine own masses’ opiate?

Who’s a hypocrite? Dag nab it!
Casting stones is my old habit.
Applaud myself, fore I’m humble.
Judging you – myself, I rumble.

Forgive all others. Let them be.
I’m judgin’ you. You’re judgin’ me.
Still, my and thy will to-and-fro.
May be our nature. What do we know?

Yet, Mother Earth be ware not true;
So, you judge me. Then, I judge you.
Our Father Sun, on higher plain,
Said: “Judge not . . .” We hope: not in vain.

~~ dox