judging strangers

I am repeating this post…

Isn’t it strange to judge someone you don’t know at all?

Isn’t it stranger yet than many do befall?

Why do we sit and judge each other for our weight or skin?

Isn’t it sadder yet, when it is not a sin?

or is it?

you tell me…

Do your judgments imprison you or set you free?

Are you happy as you are?

Do you like your critics?

I’m sure you don’t.

But can you see?

You are the one that critiques me

If I told you the same, will you accept or go insane?

Who am I to judge I hear you say

But look at it another way…

I judge you and you judge me neither of us can be free

We’re both wrong yet we think we’re right

we set in our minds a bitter plight

we’re not happy with who we are

if we sit back and mock

be-careful of the words you choose you can’t turn back the clock

The person you’ve just hurt right there might be just the thing you need

someone that is useful and can help you in good deeds

The fat lady you call miss Spring is a nurse from intensive care

the red haired you tore to shreds works in psychiatric care

the four eyed git you slapped on the head night save you just from moments of death

so sit back and think…

Before you open your mouth and use your tongue make sure you’re attitude doesn’t stink

for you never know who they are, and what road you are on

the person you put down, might be the one who helps you grow strong

you never know your angels, you never know your guides

so don’t put down the strangers, just let them walk by.

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