Who is he, who sits on his heavenly throne
to judge those who bare its lofty weight of stone.
Who is he, who has never experienced love or loss
to frown on those who bare black hearts of frost.
Who is he, who shackles his worship onto us
to condemn those of vanity and lust.
I would not presume to judge a mans soul
so who is he to presume to judge mine
let alone mankind’s.
