You call yourself a Christian
To everyone who will listen,
But, in your yard there are signs of hate
Judging those different than you, their fate.
On your car you placed a bumper sticker
At others different than you, you mock and snicker
And what others than you and believe in
You call it wrong, and also a sin.
Now you placed a large sized poster
To your own belief you will bolster,
And then you'll also make an online post
So, those different than you, you will roast.
Then you will go political
As you mock and harass your foes as critical,
Hate you have been constantly quoted
On how anyone different from you had voted.
A Christian you still do proclaim
But, truly that's only in name,
You never follow the Bible's teachings
You never adhere to the New Testament preachings.
Here is what is hypocritical and also sad
As you ridicule, mock, judge and make others mad,
You never speak or boast of Jesus's redemption and love
Given to our Savior, by God above.
Randy L. McClave
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