Good Deeds Undone

I often don't feel loved
Fiery judgement from above
Awaits those who prejudge.

False witnesses won't budge
Always eating fudge
Wolves in sheep clothing they judge.

I stay to myself; I feel alone
With God there's peace
He comforts me.

The way you tell it, I'm not so bright
You're never wrong and I'm never right.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: I revamped this poem to eliminate grammar errors. How did I do?

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Billy Collins

Comments

Barbara

A good write on the ones that judge and live in glass houses.
Great to read and flows well, take care and know we think of you,
Yours Ian xx
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Ian

Thanks appreciate the read and critique

I like God...been good too me...

others I want too kick in the butt..
but sooner or later I get mine kicked too
like your down to earth poetry
spelled out the way it is...

thank U!

Yea God's been good to me too

Thanks for the read and comment. I'm updating and revising my poetry for grammar errors. This new brain training app is helping me remember syntax, word meaning in writing and some others.