The wind go foo foo

I've found home right where it was promised,

But now I've lost all my neighbors.

The ones I held so dear to me

Are now recounting favors. 

The world is far too big and

 my Heart's too small

To hold a grudge

There is too little time to spend in hate

Trying to move a rock that just won't budge. 

And as the scholar I dearly love said,

I thank God that

People aren't my judge.