Don'T Judge Me
Don't judge me
If you can't feel me
Don't point accusing
Fingers at me
For you point one finger
At me
Four fingers
point back to you
Don't judge me
If you can't feel me
Don't cast the first stone
For you don't feel
My grief
Either do you
Know my joy
Who wears the shoe
Knows it better
Don't judge me
If you can't feel me
Don't crucify me
For am not for
Your play
Your motives are clear
Like you never thought
I could realise
Don't judge me
If you can't feel me
I wonder how you know
I was wrong
And speak words
So sow to my
Ways
Don't judge me
If you can't feel me
Why you worry
About my way
Or Is African not
Routed by hunters
For am not the
First or last writer that
Write poems about the
Life in the third
World
Don't judge me
If you can't feel
Me
Then you need a walk
With me
To the jungle
Where life itself
Exist to terror
Day by day
Night by night
Don't judge me
If you can't feel me
Don't block me
My ways are best
Known By me
Your ways are best
Known by you
Don't judge me
If you can't feel me
At list allow me to feel
While you keep
hating on others
All time, don't forget
Life is all about everything
You and I
Don't judge me
For is obvious
That my kind
Is who I am
So when I feel
Try to feel
What I feel
Before you open
Up on me
To mock me
Don't judge me
For l love to
Live freely as
Nature permit
when I do
What I do
I expect at worst
Your compromise
As a good friend
Don't judge me
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