The Eternal Judge
by Me
The feeling comes over me
That I am the eternal judge.
It happens most
when I encounter great human
pain and misery.
I know inside that one day
any day
I will be called up to heaven.
And the great god will say to me:
"Well, judge? What say you?
Should they live or should they die?
Is life good? Or shall I try again?"
And mostly I want him to wipe us out,
a great flood or burning fire,
cleanse us all and start again.
I try to think about all the good in this world.
I see flowers and love and music,
all the people I love.
Not trying to think about the bad
I have no choice.
I hope for your sake that I am not
The eternal judge.
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