Judge And Juror

I have kept my mind in wonders why humanity love'm, bringing'm down feelings of others...
Conserved myself deep in thought thinking of whats in accomplishment over verbal destruction moral deification personal lives at stake...
Would it be satisfaction that raises over ridicule of others in public humanly humiliation...
Or is it self imposed insecurities that governs them in secrecy to be ignorant to facts that feelings are to be played with erroneously speaking...
Lord knows that imperfections are traits that are implemented into mankind and without them what would that make us out to be...
Animals, savages, heartless beast don't give'm a care in the world for harm committed onto others like if they themselves were God gifts to a planet filled with inferno purgatory...
Lookers stand in ovation watching infiltration business's never pertaining to them...
On any given date and time all shall be asked who were we to judge others for sins that don't even pertain to oneself in reality...
Try to take my livelihood without an opportunity for survival in this world that is oppressive enough without you judging me...
In the depths of hell I pray to God that we meet someday, true judge and juror Jesus taketh your soul watch'm slay...
Mercy onto you for your day should soon come your way and in the eyes of our juror you shall be judged in every way...

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