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And You Might Be The Reaper


none
of us are healed
through judgment

this might seem obvious
but its often not

the world judges
we all judge
we even judge our judging

ask yourself
what did it feel like for you
to be judged

did you feel
wronged
misunderstood
maligned
were you numb
thumbed down
dumbed down
dismissed
erased

judgments sometimes
aren't conscious decisions
they are biases
they can be very personal
in more ways than one

they have tentacles
and consequences that reach
far and wide
long and deep

how they can
wound and scar
even kill and maim
give plenty cause to weep

words run on
and run off
and you can't call them back
from whence they came

and sorry
and I'm so sorry
and we're all so sorry
can't sop up all the shame
that comes with the blame-game
of judgment

think
you boast
post an e-mail or
 tweet

your words
what ill they can reap

and you might be the Reaper.


directly to the page. WE/I COULD ALL USE
THIS UN-GENTLE REMINDER TO THINK AND ACT KINDER
SHARE A RANDOM ACT OF KINDNESS WITH A
COMPLETE STRANGER TODAY AND YOU WILL FEEL
ALL THE BETTER FOR IT...
FORGIVENESS, INCLUDING FORGIVING OURSELVES
FOR JUDGING IS PART OF THE ABOVE EQUATION, AS WELL.


LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS WORK/POEM/RANT
ON MARCH 19, 2017 3;55PM PST TIME/DATE STAMPED
AND ALSO FOR THIS AUTHOR/WRITER
MELISSA A HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS
LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD






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