There Are No Saints
I do not condemn - I do not approve.
Neither Holy - Nor demon.
Just a human;
Who can judge?
Conscious or unconscious actions.
Only the same person knows.
Why does it hurt so much then?
It's just your broken expectations.
Many times,
things may or may not be what they seem.
A little compassion,
when handing down your sentence.
Copyright © Angie Millan-Acosta | Year Posted 2023
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