by Harry

Submitted by Nacklo


Judge blindly, no care for stature or class.

Remember to placate the harsh truth of false brass,

The tendency to give yourself a pass while failing others.

We are quick to bay for blood when it is not our own.

We quickly demand retribution but disown our mistakes,

Demonise failure till ours leave a bad taste.

It is easy to stare blindly at personal hypocrisy,

Till our decisions lead us south of mercy.


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