Do not judge if you do not wish to be judged
As simple as it seems, I assure you it is not
For in the deepest recesses of my mind
I already classed you… Everytime
The watch you wear, the time you spend
The monies you lend that do not compare…
To how much you are self aware.
Funny, I already judged you
You who sleeps with she(s) and wake with hymns
I’m sorry you dare not speak…you’re dim
I’ve judged you
For you think I did not know of the lies you told
Grow a pair, its getting old
And yet you judge me so
Who gave you the right to judge me? Answer me
Who gave you the right to judge me?? Answer…
Answer me, I…
I
I
Answer me.
But I… turns a deaf ear
I is self righteous
I is indignant
I is blind to me
And me does not listen to I
So I ignores you and lets this continue
I, You, Me
The tripatite judge of all who be
Seeking justification in an existence parallel to HIM
In a self created universe beyond HIS reach
Using standards we know won’t stick
Just winding down the clock with every tick
I would rather not be judged by HIM
You would rather not be judged by HIM
Me would rather not be judged by HIM
Cos HIS ways are just and would turn ours to dust
– Somto Onubogu (2019)
Christ a poet 