You Know the People I Mean
They look through me never really see me
Without a shred of decency choosing to avoid me
Their disdainful stare turning to a glare
Offer their backs to me without a care
It would never occur to them to smile
Would never go that extra mile
Can their heart really be that stone cold
To be so stingy as to a smile withhold
Hoping but for a cordial hello
Not like asking for a hearty laugh bellow
Why are some so miserably irate
Are they really so bursting with hate
Don’t they see they write their own fate
With cloudy gloom and moody skies
How unfortunate not to use their eyes
And realize how blessed they truly are
Each new day, should thank their lucky star
I wonder what they can possibly gain
To carry and spread such misery and pain
Why do they fear to show compassion
Since when is a frown acceptable fashion
They sport a burden they need not share
Can they not reach inside and find a way to care
AP: 1st place 2020
Submitted for contest JUDGMENTAL PEOPLE AND HATERS sponsored by BRENDA CHIRI - November 8, 2017 - RANKED 4TH
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