melissaahowells - If Prejudice Were Dumb And Could Not Speak

the window into you

is one seldom if few
ever open

limited optics
and yet they believe they
see you for miles and miles

I say:
"please,
have your sentences in order
and do not summarize
based upon who
you think you see..."

its almost as if some of them
have not learned to read
(or see)
nor opened a book
nor lived their longs long enough
to know of experience

to those
who've made up their minds
in a glance
and would call their opinions
discernment
yet judge by their limited circumstance

tis true--
how we all judge
and we judge our own judging
yet there's a difference between
passing judgment and
looking down on and not looking into,
isn't there?

with all the details right
under their noses
the tacit evidence
and not the facts they've chosen
do they have
the ability to ask
which paths they've traveled
and where next they'll be going on...

and yet, the choice, too often,
seems--is not to choose.

this is dumb prejudice
and
how much better it would be if
prejudice remained dumb
and could not ever speak

it seems at times
silence is for the loving and the strong
and not of the weak.

legal copyright for this poem 10:14am pacific standard time
May 23 2020 time and date stamped and also for this poet/writer
MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED AND REGISTERED
SITE TITLE-MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD

I AM REMINDED OF A TUNE CALLED WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWERS GONE?...LONG TIME PASSING
"OH WHEN WILL THEY EVER LEARN, OH WHEN WILL THEY EVER LEARN?"