Lawrence S. Pertillar Judgement Poems

You have no idea,
What you've done.
You have no idea...
None.
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The rare judgement to pass,
Is that done upon oneself.
With it to recognize,
A doing to do it done...
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If you want to live a life,
Better to believe.
With respect to get it,
And it received.
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Judgements heard to be passed,
On others by those with druthers to do this...
Seem to be done by the ones,
Disapproving the people being themselves.
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It feels good to do it.
Passing judgement.
It becomes craved.
An appetizer before the entre.
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Doors open to violence,
Doesn't close eyes to it.
Nor do toy guns purchased for kids,
Stop them from wishing...
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Why is it that one's rush to pass a vocal judgement,
Seems to get stuck from a rushing away from it...
By a campaigning in excuses made,
As to why they were quick to point fingers and blame...
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Exposed transgressions, digressions...
Shown to those observing,
A variety of flaws, blemishes and other imperfections.
Obvious as they appear,
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Someone making frequent attempts,
To compensate for a laziness...
And lack of discipline,
With a making of false claims on others.
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I care less...
If someone is family, friend or foe.
Or...
The neighbors next door.
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Did it trouble you enough inside yourself,
To lock and block out my love for you?
To completely shut down.
Testing how I feel for you.
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