Take off your robe and wig
And quit being a Judge
The person you are judging
Is at the peak of his battles
His guns are running out of bullets
He's losing it already
Your words and actions are missiles
You could be on his team,
Instead of aiming at him
Stop pressuring him
You are taking camouflage off his face
You have no idea what he's going through
The least you could do is let him be.
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 8:38 AM UTC
Take off your robe and wig
And quit being a Judge
The person you are judging
Is at the peak of his battles
His guns are running out of bullets
He's losing it already
Your words and actions are missiles
You could be on his team,
Instead of aiming at him
Stop pressuring him
You are taking camouflage off his face
You have no idea what he's going through
The least you could do is let him be.
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