JudgementA Poem by Liz
"You're so lucky"
He says, And I can't help but snort. It's this worn-out principle, This statement of fact, Shoved into our brains from childhood. Grass is greener Walk a mile in their shoes Don't judge until you know. "Lucky." Once a compliment, Now an insult. We are all so keen on being Misunderstood.
© 2011 LizAuthor's Note
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