To the Confused Christian Pronouncing Judgment

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To the confused Christian pronouncing judgment…in the supermarket yet…these Christian cliches, in the hope that s/he may think about them for the first time:

His sin’s not difficult to find;

it’s marred his body and his mind

but God alone can now foresee

nor will God show to you or me

what you, cocksure, presume to tell:

whether he’s bound for Heaven or Hell.

The measure with which you now mete

Christ said, at Heaven’s bar you’ll meet.

If your eye’s never lingered on

another’s mate, nor ever gone

aloft on your own fancy’s flight

while your mate murmured in the night,

then it may be you have some claim

to cry aloud another’s shame;

but I myself would hardly dare

to judge his sins: I say, beware;

the eyelash that you think you see

lodged in his eye may prove to be

but one small splinter from the limb

that renders all your vision dim;

if your heart was set on true love

you’d spare no time for thinking of

the sins in someone else’s past;

what right have you a stone to cast?