Do Not Judge

You see a man in ragged clothes Digging through garbage for no one knows A skulking youth with acne’d face Shuffling by with little grace You see a woman, old and frail A blind girl struggling, reading braille You see an old guy soft and flabby Looking sad and somewhat shabby You see a lady smart and trim Stepping briskly, with upheld chin Two teenage girls in low ride jeans Full of laughter, full of beans You see a lad with wooden leg Stopping people, there to beg An obese woman, waddling there While people stop and point and stare You see a young child skipping past If only youthfulness would last A toddler wobbling as he walks Babbling excitedly as he talks You see a person all alone Another talking on a phone A couple walking in embrace And soft warm smiles upon their face You see a drunk man stumble by With red veined nose and bloodshot eye A woman with deep furrowed brow Stooping in dejected bow You see anguished deeply etched Someone waiting to be fetched Another talking shrill and loud Another standing tall and proud Yet no one sees what beats within What lies down deep beneath the skin And no one has the right to judge Or criticize or hold a grudge Or laugh at someone else’s pain Or live you life in shallow vain As no one’s truly, fully whole And every one has depth of soul And what you see may not be real But if you can touch and truly feel And listen well to what they say And share with them this special day If you can hear them from the heart And bring about a brand new start Then this would be a better life With much less pain and much less strife