JUDGMENT

A monk meditated upon God

In front of a woman’s house.

She was a  debaucher

Each time a visitor came to her house

He would pick up a stone  and throw it near by

The time rolled on and the years passed by

The heap of stones filed up day by day

The monk and the woman became old

The woman died one day

Heaven became her way

The monk died the next day

He was doomed to hell

He started to yell.

What sort of judgment is this?

The monk asked God.

God said” you concentrated only on her fraud.

She dedicated her soul to the Lord”

 

 

Reviews

[Thea]

Wow! Short but really meaningful...That ending made a powerful impact...Excellent work... :)))

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem. I like the positive ending. Better to be kind and peaceful. Then to be a judge at the wrong time. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[MS. BABy]

this is classic, do not judge, religious persons are placed her to lead to God so many lose their own way and become righteous over much, i have a very different concept of heaven and hell, it comes from what the bible really teaches, but i see this message loud and clear.

great piece

[Marie Harrison]

I found this poem humorous to me,
I don't know why. But I loved the poem.