Judged, he wasn't

Drunk on the blood like the martyrs of Jesus,
we wash into norms and follow like sheep.
A herder teaches us to fear, and fear all we do.
The end of the world came and went,
marking the tweny hundred years of recorded human existance.
It was to bring the race of sensible christian men to their wit's end,
and yet, time continued on past his mental capacity.
The only explination was a misreading of the word of his God.
Alas then be the man apart. He who denies himself a religious label. He sits alone.

Yes, he spent his last minutes of the twentieth century in the same frenzied hush of any other intoxicating high, on anyother intoxicated day, but most imporantly, least of all did he fear Judgement.