Judge's Quarrel

AN answer to the worlds problem

Who am I to Judge when the judge is corrupted
A prisoner of war, and I’ve just been abducted
I stand on trial, I stand with reluctance
False evidence equals abundance
I see conviction prior to the decision
They Have false eyes, They have blurred vision
I see different, I see those in need of help
Quick to judge others but not thy self
Look in the mirror and not everyone else
For a reoccurring problem that steadily comes
U try to appear stainless in front of dumb ones
All aligned in a box like a bunch of dum dums
But to some
Ur not short of corrupt like a midget with a gun to a nun
Swearing through his tongue
Just cause someone dresses a certain way , or talks a certain way
Doesn’t  mean u should think to say
One word of ignorance
Flashback ,Learn form experience  
Then u might see different
Open your ears and listen
Because what if u were in their position
U may have been
Way back when
Back then
Look through their eyes as if your own
U must now atone
For what ur mouth speaks
For it reeks
Of waste

Kevon

Author's Note

Not to big on grammar

Reviews

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Kevon, your take on this is great. Change the last word to "waste". I like the way you first looked inward before you began to address anyone else.

I think you hit it. I think you have found an application of "Let he who casts the first stone be without sin." It may be the closest thing to a real answer that we may ever get in this life.

[Poeta {NV Torres}]

You express yourself very well...
I would like to hear this in spoken word style.
good job...