Let Us Not Judge

So sad for me is human ignorance, painful disdain can be sworn
For men and women who feel unnatural in the way they were born
Why is it so hard for someone who can believe unconditionally in the Lord above
Is it such a struggle to believe that a Divine creator could also make it possible for a transgender to find self-love
Is it so critically imperative that people, without understanding, try to control others' narrative
If we can show compassion to every form of the human race
Why can we not show friendship and love to those who feel physically out of place
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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January 10, 2023 at 2:53 AM
This is a great question, A.S. Probably because of the same reason some people are prejudice against, people of color, people of politics and back in the day hippies (like me-lol). Because they are ignorant. I am sorry about you friend Abigail...may she R.I.P.
Scorpio Avatar
January 10, 2023 at 9:31 AM
Thank You Charles!
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January 9, 2023 at 9:29 PM
This. This. THIS! You bring a tear to my eye with a smile and a lump in my throat reading this. Thank you. Fave’n it, wishing everyone would read it. Thank you dear poet. xomo
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January 10, 2023 at 6:29 AM
Oh my goodness, I am so sorry. My heart now too holds a place for Abigail.
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January 9, 2023 at 9:59 PM
I am a romantic, I am a friend, I am a humanitarian, I'm a Believer in the good of the human existence, but above all I am mourning a friend who is not understood by her family. Who tragically took her own life which I just found out about today... rest in peace Abigail
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January 9, 2023 at 9:54 PM
I am a romantic, I am a friend, I am a humanitarian, I'm a Believer in the good of the human existence, but above all I am mourning a friend who is not understood by her family. Who tragically took her own life which I just found out about today... rest in peace Abigail
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