'Who Do You Think You'Re Fooling? ' Poem by Linda Winchell
'Who Do You Think You'Re Fooling? '
**I wrote this with no one person in mind, just for those who are not walking, just talking. Let us pray for them today. God Bless, Linda
Who do you think you’re fooling?
When you pretend to know my God?
When you’re trying to quote His words
It seems to you, so very odd.
While your family knows who God is
And you just tag along, for the fun of it.
While their in church on Sundays worshiping
And you’re at home in the chair you sit.
Who do you think you’re fooling?
Not God, because He sees it all.
And one day you’re going to die my friend
And take a Hellish fall.
Who do you think you’re fooling?
When you take money from the till?
And not give to those in need of food or warmth
Who are surviving from hand to hand still?
Who do you think you’re fooling?
With all that money you pretend to have.
While showing off to those folks
Those friends you think you have.
You’re not fooling anyone but yourself!
Making lies into your idea of truths.
And not thinking of anyone else.
God sees just what you’re doing!
Even if you don’t think He does.
So who do you think you’re fooling?
While you give your ego its sinful buzz.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 4:57:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is a great poem sis. It is worded with a severe message to those who sit in judgement of others, while pretending to be Christian. The hipocrites of the world see only what they want to see, and have no idea how to pray once they leave the church on Sunday. They have no idea that God rewards a genuine smile, a genuine handshake, and many other things we do for the sake of others. But the hipocrites do for others so they can get their pictures in the papers, and cash rewards, failing to understand their reward is in Heaven in God's mansion. This poem speaks to those hipocrites, but they will not listen, because they think they know everything, nd everybody else is wrong. Jeses called the priests of the Sanhedrin (sic) hipocrites when he was preaching to the crowd. I wish everybody would genuinely pray for the forgiveness of their sins, andthe sins of everybody else too. I wish everybody would pray for the end to wars, crime, indifference, prejudice, hatred, and many, many other things that make this world an unsafe place to live. We should all pray to our Lord to help us through these trying times the world sees today. You wrote a well though out, and well worded poem that makes the reader stop and think. I just wish and pray that everybody readng would heed this message. A 10+++++ and thank you for sharing. Love & hugs, your sister in Christ our Lor, Barbara