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