Who are we to judge? Think about that question for a second. Let that question sink in.
Who are we to judge?... Who are WE to judge THEM?
Are we perfect? Are YOU perfect?... No, you are not.
... and neither are these hoes!
A lost soul once looked me in my eyes and cried, "Hoes are people too my n****."
And as I looked back at this hoe, I stared deep into her soul. I saw pain. I saw discomfort. I saw self-pity. But I also saw something else. I saw hope. Yes, I know it's hard to believe my Brothers & Sisters, but yes... I saw hope for this young hoe. This hoe could be saved! This hoe could brought to Salvation! This hoe could be brought BACK TO CIVILITY!!! And right then & there knew that I, Reverend Stacey MoonWalker II, would be the one to save this low-life skanky decrepit ass hoe!! Oh I knew I was in for the battle of my life. For this hoe was dangerous, maybe more dangerous than the ones before her.
"Hoes are people too my n****." - Some of you might laugh... snicker... some of ya'll might even suck your teeth, but NOT I! I shall not judge this hoe because this hoe has shown herself. She has revealed herself. And what makes this hoe so dangerous is that she is fully conscience... fully aware of her hoe ways. The statement "Hoes are people too my n****" shows RECOGNITION!! She has accepted who she is... and with the Lord in my heart... so have I. I looked that hoe in the eyes and said, "I accept you." Then I gave her a hug.
OOOOHHHH YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN IT!!! This hoe didn't know what hit her! Brothers & Sisters, that hoe wept! That hoe cried on my shoulders for almost 30 minutes! She had never witnessed such kindness, such compassion. I had changed her life... or at least that is what I thought. You see, I as I said before, the way of the hoe is one of tragedy and dissapointment. For this hoe, in the midst of a pure & genuine moment, tried to play on my compassion. As she lifted her head from my shoulder, the hoe attempted to kiss me on the lips.
And as her lips drew closer to mine, my hand drew closer to her face. I firmly grabbed her by the jaw, and I said, "No!... Nnnnooo! No! No! No! No! No! NO! Stop it! ssssssssSSSTOP IT! You don't do that!"
As I gazed upon this lost soul, all I could think was, "THE NERVE OF THIS MUTHAFUCKA!"... for this hoe has truly lost her way... but it's not her fault. Some weak-minded fool claiming to be a "man" probably made her this way.
And as angry as I was on the inside, I knew I could not show it. I had to show poise and maturity. I watched her back away from me with tears in her eyes, and eventually walk away. And as I watched her and that beautiful juicy butt strut away, I softly spoke the words Jesus taught me, "I forgive you."
We can not judge these hoes! For that is NOT our job! We must not give in to these hoes! For that is NOT what we do! We must embrace these hoes! For it is the ONLY way to fight this war. It is a dirty fight Brothers & Sisters! Tis not for the "bitch-nukka" nor for the weak at heart! I repeat, tis NOT for the "bitch-nukka" nor the weak at heart! It takes a Real Man to look a hoe in the eye and say "I see you and I understand".
The Book of the Bitch-Nukka tells countless stories of so-called men crumbling before the vaginal power of these hoes. And each time one failed, it was because he simply started to judge. Once you start to judge that hoe, then your vision becomes mirky; your judgement become clouded; you start to act off your emotions. To judge is is to have emotion, and when engaging a hoe for the sake of HER OWN salvation, one can not bring emotions to the battlefield... for these hoes do not run on emotion, they survive on instinct & social intellect.
The rabbit hole gets deeper! Now look in the mirror and ask yourself, "How deep into the darkness are you willing to travel?"
A hoe ain't nothing but a lost soul, and it's time to bring them back to civility!!!
Farewell & Stay strong!
- Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II
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