I Married the Judge

I found the judge

inside me.

So critical

so harsh.

I should have

remembered her birthday.

I should have

been articulate

so “they” would understand.

I found my judge,

so cruel

toward the mother

walking away from

her screaming child.

I found my judge,

so harsh toward

the negative, self serving

comments of others.

I found my Judge

and married him,

to morphs him

into discernment.

I see others actions

and know,

I don’t know

what others

ought to do.

They’re doing it perfectly,

as am I.

Lizette Stiehr

October 5, 2009