Judgement
Laughing at my lines
Well the joke is on you
Questioning my words
Have you nothing better to do
I may not know a chastushka
Though I can put pen to paper
My stanzas and my verse need work
I'm sure your intellect's much greater
But poetry is an art form
Unique, it's my creation
I may not be your cup of tea
I don't seek your validation
Dismissing my thoughts as ramblings
Is really quite absurd
I bare the scars, etched are the lines
Of each and every word
I did not write for judgement
I wrote to release my mind
If you dislike what you read
Please move on, don't be unkind
7th November. Judged by a panel of your peers
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