There is only one man
That is I...
Created in the image of God
Multilpied by gender and perfect image
Tested by time
Moulded through historic events
influenced by association
Given the same feelings and emotions
No perfect man am I
Flaws have found their way
into a form once devine
I am no different from my brother
Within this soul
which I house
Lies understanding
Lies a genuine love of others
Lies the key to kindness and understanding
Who am I to judge?
Who am I to cast the first stone?
Who am I?
If I were to climb in anothers skin
Feel the pains and the injustice
Share their emotions
Would I dare to cast scorn or Judgement?
I think not
For the feelings I would feel
The pain I would inflict
would be my own
My shadow would be cast over
not only my victim, but on me
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