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Jul 22, 2009
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Judge Not
Red-lights, Green-lights stop and then go
Listen to your heart and then unto your soul
Within you lies the knowledge of right and wrong
Good and evil the unwritten song
So look those Temptations square in their eyes
Believe not their deception's or their lies
Although in some of us this knowledge has become
Hid and buried deep, therefore little children do not weep
We must dig about in our muddy souls to find our gold
For a cohesion of consciousness is a gift that one seeks to keep
And a protection for our self preservation
Be not deceived of the lies and the fairy tales
Though epics and great numbered novels they are
These stories are not to believed for they cheer only death
So every word must be put unto a test
Only true words suffer for you to live
Believe me, when I say, I believe the word lives
Though it has been born and torn it yet lives
Scattered about this our home where everyone is
Deception has been injected by deceived men
Some Info misdirected and some unwilling to bend
Mistranslated and left out, without a doubt
This again is ones tryout; will you make the cut?
Much of it is debated and scorned
Word of a treasure: of life, love, and of truth
It could save this world of ours
Firstly separating the milk from the cream
For many are lost and deceived
But, not so are all of us
Wounded and stead fast in their doubts; as thick as new fallen lumber
They may have been given the gift of slumber
Even though they may doubt still
They may get the chance to work it on out
So I believe that even a lost soul in the last level of Hell
Can and Will be plucked out
Only One Knows Ones Hearts
So I choose to Judge One Not
For we have never played by the rules
We do not know what checks and balances
Who has scored and who has won
For only One has been Weighed and Measured
For every one for to see; Honestly
And He came up not short or lacking
So take this as a warning
Or some loving advice
Judge Not
Salvation is a gift that can not be bought or won
But, only received when believed upon
by
Sinbad the Sailor Man
Listen to your heart and then unto your soul
Within you lies the knowledge of right and wrong
Good and evil the unwritten song
So look those Temptations square in their eyes
Believe not their deception's or their lies
Although in some of us this knowledge has become
Hid and buried deep, therefore little children do not weep
We must dig about in our muddy souls to find our gold
For a cohesion of consciousness is a gift that one seeks to keep
And a protection for our self preservation
Be not deceived of the lies and the fairy tales
Though epics and great numbered novels they are
These stories are not to believed for they cheer only death
So every word must be put unto a test
Only true words suffer for you to live
Believe me, when I say, I believe the word lives
Though it has been born and torn it yet lives
Scattered about this our home where everyone is
Deception has been injected by deceived men
Some Info misdirected and some unwilling to bend
Mistranslated and left out, without a doubt
This again is ones tryout; will you make the cut?
Much of it is debated and scorned
Word of a treasure: of life, love, and of truth
It could save this world of ours
Firstly separating the milk from the cream
For many are lost and deceived
But, not so are all of us
Wounded and stead fast in their doubts; as thick as new fallen lumber
They may have been given the gift of slumber
Even though they may doubt still
They may get the chance to work it on out
So I believe that even a lost soul in the last level of Hell
Can and Will be plucked out
Only One Knows Ones Hearts
So I choose to Judge One Not
For we have never played by the rules
We do not know what checks and balances
Who has scored and who has won
For only One has been Weighed and Measured
For every one for to see; Honestly
And He came up not short or lacking
So take this as a warning
Or some loving advice
Judge Not
Salvation is a gift that can not be bought or won
But, only received when believed upon
by
Sinbad the Sailor Man
— Sinbadthesailorman, Jul 22, 2009
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