Judgement
Some people produce stuff worth nothing
where favoritism is their reward.
Believing their product's good for something,
they blindly press a word of no accord.
Most people are the stuff of nothing, ever
born with inadequacy, lacking thought.
The goal of their living is to sever,
God given gifts of others, with pure wrought.
Some people born with minds made of paper
discern not, the symbolic written word.
The favor of right color is the wager.
Life's wisdom is considered quite absurd.
SO, long-drawn-out empties are the winner.
Vacant brains are impressed by lengthy line.
Spurn a web of verses that are thinner,
respecting not the ones with gifts divine.
11/4/2024
Copyright © Janis Medders Tobechi | Year Posted 2024
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