I Want To Write Poetry From The Soul

Too many people sitting in judgment.
Watching the world roll around.
Looking at things with preconceived notions.
Viewing their "friends" with a frown.
Thinking of life without true compassion.
As if all circumstances are the same.
But one never knows the roads we all travel.
Yet still they use weapons like Shame.
It all matters not, what it is that you're thinking
To me, I just laugh it away.
But, tread lightly, my friends, when you start to judge me.
Because I just might punch your face.

The Snowdog