I am no judge.
I do not know every
Right from wrong. I do
See people before me.
They have sinned, and they say
Sinners never win. But they are
People. People all the same.
I am no judge.
I am human the same as
The sinners and the saints. I am
A person, same as all
Who've come before me and
All who'll come after me.
In the end we are all
The eternal constant
Until we are gone.
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Head in the clouds
PoesiaA meandering collection of poems written across times of longing, loneliness, and love. Thanks for reading :)
