They stare at the man on the pavement,
As he begs for their kindness but,
Their judgement has already been made as they stare at him,
Their breath full of hatred, sorrow is but an unknown emotion.
His story not known and his speech,
Never heard because it never began.
We cannot be blamed,
For we the people do no wrong,
It is those who look down upon us who cause this corrupt hell,
We are not responsible,
The weight is never held on our shoulders because,
We cannot hold such weight;
Otherwise our spines will crumble to dust.
We judge because we do not know,
Our brain feasts on false information,
Yet we ourselves do not understand,
We the people,
Define judgement.
My first ever poem I have published like this, might be a little lacking in wording and correct grammar and punctuation but this poem is based on our corrupt world which is just full of judgement, it begins with scenarios then our issue.