Deterring your judgment of your own shortcomings

without suspicion of first looking at what you yourself have become.

Causing a camouflaged plague of deception out to destroy the inspiration of your surroundings.

If you could only see yourself through the eyes of others,

your judgment of people would be a self-evaluation first!

Which would breakdown the delusional barriers that block your own judgment.

When this realization happens to shock your presence,

you will then understand the essence of your own reflection.

By seeing your true-self, you won’t be so quick to judge someone else!

Marcus DuBois Turner, 06′

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The only one who is, will never make you cry.

If you love someone, put their name in a circle instead of a heart,

Because hearts break but circles go on forever.

Remember to smile all the time,

Because you never know who will fall in love with your smile.

If you judge people, you will never have time to love them.

Be kind-hearted, for everyone is fighting a hard battle.

Love is very contagious, you can start an epidemic.

Show this thought to everyone you never want to forget,

and make sure you tell them you care.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Just A Thought.

With emotions at the breaking point and tempers running wild,
Though he said he was the victim, he was more like Satan’s child,
He was angry and so empty and confused at how he felt,
And he knew that very soon his life would melt.

For he couldn’t stand the pressure and he couldn’t stand the heat,
Though he tried to live with reason he just knew that he was beat,
So he struck at those who hurt him and the ones who caused him pain,
And the ones he loved he treated with distain.

And though many tried to help him, he just pushed them all away,
Yet if only he had listened, he would not be here today,
But it’s done and it is over and he lives within this cell,
And it’s here that he will bid his last farewell.

And he’s fighting with the demons of a life he used to lead,
And his wounded soul is bleeding, for he planted wild seed,
And he lies inside this chamber, behind bars that will not bend,
And it’s here his life is coming to an end.

They would call him ‘dead man walking’ as he ate his final meal,
And the judges wouldn’t listen as he gave his last appeal,
Now his trembling heart is pounding as he’s strapped inside this chair,
“I’m the victim and it really isn’t fair.”

For he felt his life was drowning in much ambiguity,
Now his soul will meet the future, which is called Eternity,
Where he’ll fight the many demons of a life he used to lead,
And his wounded soul will suffer, cry and bleed.

by David Ronald Bruce Pekrul

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at The Execution.

my religion or my race.

Please don’t laugh at what i wear,

or how I look or do my hair.

Please look a little deeper

way down inside,

and although you may not see it,

I have a lot to hide.

Behind my clothes, secrets lie

behind my smile, I softly cry.

Please look a little deeper

and maybe you’ll see,

the lonely girl inside of me.

Please listen to me carefully,

I’ll show that I’m insecure.

Please try to be a friend to me and maybe you will see,

that if you look deep enough

you will see the real me.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Please Look A Little Deeper.