Not the Final Judgement (Just One of my Own)

There are words for people like you.

People who use


and abuse brothers

and sisters.

Your power is fleeting.

Upon our last meeting

you had a walker and I freely walked.

Shhhhh…don’t talk

about it. You will die if you do.

Excuse me, but my dog’s crap is bigger than you.

And, yes, I sin. That’s just me.

But, one day we both will fall on bended knee.

I hope you brought your knee pads and a cooler.

I’m no Saint. I’m just a schooler.

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