The JudgeA Poem by Carlton RolleSilence to the floor. .... Opposite of most things that should be felt. Many tongues are unkept. Quick to tell you how they feel. Make you think you know the deal. Prove you know what's up. But I've had quite enough. No more jabber. No more fluff. The Judge is becoming tough. It's rough on the person's psyche, When you disturb their pause. Interchanging law becoming the flaw. They say opposites attract. The divergent never meet. They just push it down real deep. To hide their losses. So floss all you want. When locked away from the light. This plight has ignited me to tell plenty. © 2014 Carlton Rolle |
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Added on September 1, 2014 Last Updated on September 1, 2014 AuthorCarlton RolleNew York City, NYAboutI write because I must. Keeping towards a way to seek the message. Something that we all need, trust, and love. To speak an existence. To understand something's life. To work on hope and companio.. more..Writing
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