“Judge not, that you be not judged.  For with what judgment you judge, you shall be judged: and with what measure you give, it shall be measured to you again.  And why do you see the mote in your brother’s eye, but not the beam in your own?  How will you say to your brother, let me pull out the mote in your eye; when a beam is in your own eye?  You hypocrite!  First take the beam out of your own eye; and then you will see clearly to take the mote out of your brother’s eye.”  Matthew 7:1-5


In camouflage, like a true assassin,

Dressed up in your Sunday best,

You can’t stand how sister ‘so and so’ sings,

And to this, you will gladly attest!

“Why!  She can’t sing a lick!…Why’d she join the choir?”

You say to one of your friends…And thus, she’s shot down by

“Friendly Fire”, and her heart may never mend.

There’s another young girl, who just found the Lord;

But you don’t like her mode of dress…

The truth is, you’re jealous ’cause she looks better than you,

But to this, you’d never confess!

You’d rather make comments, using mean, nasty words;

…Explain how she “advertises” her love for hire…

And…WHAM!  Another one bites the dust,

Shot down by “Friendly Fire”.

You really don’t like brother ‘so and so’…

He’s a bit too friendly, you say.

Why!  When he shakes your hand…he just holds on TOO LONG!

You know he’s evil…there’s just something wrong!

So you start spreading stories, like it’s the God Honest Truth;

But, you KNOW in your heart…you’re a liar!

Still people believe all the things that you say,

And brotherly love is perceived perverse,

And is shot down by “Friendly Fire”!

You know you’ve been called…it’s your ministry;

But some “holier than thou”, just doesn’t see it that way.

So they come to “Counsel” and be your “Friend”,

And they say, “I just want to pray…”

Now, they seem sincere, and they let you know,

That in them, you should confide.

But when you do, they’re quick to say…

“Well…you’re good…but…you’re just NOT qualified”!

So a vessel chosen by the Lord Himself…

One that HE pulled from the clay and mire,

Lays down his weapon, in utter defeat…

Shot down by “Friendly Fire”.

Now, as brothers and sisters in Christ, you see,

We’re supposed to be on the same team!

But when you choose to be other than ‘real’,

And become someone in your dreams…

You can bet that a soldier is soon to fall,

As you run to the closet, and don religious attire.

He won’t be struck down by the enemy…

Naw!  He’ll be shot dead, by “Friendly Fire”!

By:  Anita Mondragon May 2008