Who Made You Judge & Jury!

You size them up by what you see,

Their looks, their past, their poverty.

You talk like you can read their story,

Who made you judge and jury?

You point at clothes that look too worn,

Laugh at a life that’s tired and torn.

You call them “less” without a worry,

Who made you judge and jury?

(Chorus)

One day you’ll stumble, fall from your height,

Need someone’s mercy more than their spite.

You’ll pray they don’t rewrite your whole story,

And act like they were born your judge and jury.

You see the needle and the scar,

Shake your head, say they’ve gone too far.

You never stop to feel their worry,

Who made you judge and jury?

You trust the rich man in a suit,

Think money means his heart is the truth.

You treat his word like gospel, surely,

Who made you judge and jury?

(Chorus)

One day you’ll stumble, fall from your height,

Need someone’s mercy more than their spite.

You’ll pray they don’t rewrite your whole story,

And act like they were born your judge and jury.

(Bridge)

You see a face not like your own,

Different skin shade, a different home.

You turn away, your vision blurry,

Who made you judge and jury?

You walk around like you hold the gavel,

Weighing every life like some grand battle.

But who gave you the right to tell their story,

To sit so high as if you’re judge and jury?

(Chorus)

One day you’ll stumble, fall from your height,

Need someone’s mercy more than their spite.

You’ll pray they don’t rewrite your whole story,

And act like they were born your judge and jury.

One day you’ll stumble, fall from your height,

Need someone’s mercy more than their spite.

You’ll pray they don’t rewrite your whole story,

And act like they were born your judge and jury.