Irony in Judgement

Just a little poem about inconsistencies I see in modern culture. This idea that we are all equal and that only God can judge us is one I still struggle with. I am truly sorry if this offends.

Tell me that I cannot judge someone else,
Rather its God's will I look unto myself,
Tell me I cannot disrupt divine will,
Tell that to the men that smile as they kill,
To say I can't decide if a life is worth living,
All the killers and takers are they as forgiving?
Hitler and Stalin, Mandela and Ghandi,
Should they all be equal? Divine will implying,
I must treat all others as if they are good,
I cannot be living in such shadowed falsehoods,
In this day in age I can choose for myself,
The people that hurt others deserve no such help,
I refuse to believe that the men who bring peace,
Are the same as the ones that ruin the Middle East,
I cannot accept that the good and the evil,
Are truly the same, all noble, all equal,
Loving the sinners but hating their sins,
I just have no clue as to where I begin.

Author's Note

If this offends you in any way I deeply apologize, it was just something I have been contemplating recently.

Reviews

[Tempeste Mavys]

This is a really great poem, I like the concept and your chose of words was super cool!

[K. Payne]

This is such a true poem. Honestly, I've tried to talk about things like this to friends, on how they (some of them) are able to forgive those who have done so much wrong to others and how I cannot seem to understand them at all. It's not offensive to me since I'm not affiliated with a religion, but I think your poem speaks broadly for many types of people, so it shouldn't be offensive to anyone. Gosh, I commend you! Keep writing!

[Guanarito]

Thank you. I was worried people would think I am speaking against religion when actually I'm admitting my amazement at the outcome that some people can have and the forgiveness they show all people.