The pride and ego of being judgmental
is in one own eyes to stand tall
Prudence sacrificed at prejudice’s altar
Proclaimed self-virtue is on humility a war
The castle of the righteous is in silence
Opinions like scales must be devoid of bias
Conscience is in chaos when morals tumble
Priggishness is a high ground in an egoistic jungle
Blame is the calamitous murder of generosity
The chlorophyl of the soul is in respectful virtuosity
We have four fingers back at us stalking
when in vanity we do not let our mirrors do the talking
The shell of self-aggrandisement in demeaning others
is a spanking extravagant yacht without any rudders
Judgement, retribution and exoneration are in the hands of God
The good teacher only mentors and guides, and evens out the odds
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