Judgements and Classifications
© 1989 Bob Anderson
From: On Letting Go

Some men are judged by the color of their skin
A few by their virtues, but most by their sins
Some men are classified by the jobs that they do
From the bank president to the one who shines shoes
    And those who sit in judgement are allowed to hold the strings
    They pull one and you die, they pull another and you sing
    But I won't judge or classify you my friend
    Behind the drama, we are all just men!

Some men are judged by the clothes that they wear
The place of their birth or the color of their hair
Some men are classified by things that they like
Most by what they hate, and a few by what they fight
    And those who sit in judgement are allowed to make the rules
    They change them as they please affecting honest men and fools
    But I won't judge or classify you my friend
    When its all said and done, we are all just men!

        Faith in yourself is all you need to feel alive
        Avoid those who judge – let your conscious be your guide
        Help each other keeping love as your drive
        Weed out your judgements and your garden will survive
        It will revive, yeah, it will thrive!

Some men are judged by the way that they walk
The cars they drive or the way that they talk
Some men are classified by mistakes they make
The things that they own or the risks that they take
    And those who sit in judgement imprison and impound
    But the're nothin' more than bullies, thinkin' they're profound
    I won't judge you if you don't judge me
    And one day, we'll all be judgement free
    I say, one day, we'll all be judgement free