JudgementA Poem by PrelivingA short note on apathy and a failure to act.
Even truth can be mispronounced.
Judges judge, but don't discover. Investigators do, but don't call a verdict. I sit here, sprawled, doing nothing. Sure, I care. Enough? Of course not. I sit here, and scribble these words, investigating my mind and my feelings and my soul and I wait to be judged. And I hope that someone else cares.
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4 Reviews Added on December 30, 2014 Last Updated on December 30, 2014 AuthorPrelivingCork, Munster, IrelandAboutI'm a young Irish student of theatre, but I love to write (or attempt to) write poetry in my spare time. Most of my inspiration is personal so my work tends to be quite emotionally based. Any and all .. more..Writing
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