
Judgement
It's hard to realize that the people around us
Walk different steps,
Wear different shoes,
Go different ways.
We often lack
Sympathy.
But we have excessive
Judgement.
As we walk down the street.
Some might be
Sick,
Struggling,
Dying.
What if we are too?
Consumed by Judgement.
This poem is about:
My community
My country
Our world