You stand on the steps of your glass house
you throw rocks at me as I walk by
you've never stopped me
to ask why I've done the things I have
you are too busy judging me
and finding your rocks to throw
what you don't know is that I can see inside your house
I also know the things that you have done
what you don't understand
is that I'm too busy living my life to condemn you for yours
I make mistakes, as you do as well
but while you are wasting your time finding and throwing rocks
I am trying to live my life the best I can
you can keep throwing your rocks, and I will do my best
to dodge them as I walk by, and to forgive you for your ignorance
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All Right BB!!!
UMMMMM......You,,,Rock
Well said. You rock!!
Wow! Great post! I know a few people who should read this!
I agree with Big D and Masterchief... YOU ROCK!!!! (and not one of those throwing kind either!) :)
wow, excellent b.b.
This was inside you. Very thoughtful, wise and true.
You are the soul sister.
Very, very true.
My sister from another mother...you do rock. People who throw rocks should be very careful! :)
And what is with all the poems, lately from everyone? :)
Wow B.B., that is an amazing poem!!!
I just had a rock throwing experience the other day as I was waiting for Dan to come back to the bike. This couple in a Lexus walked the other direction so they wouldn't have to walk by me and when I said hello they both looked away. Amazing to me how people judge others when they don't even know them. Makes me sick!
Keep writing your poems...they are so awesome! Once you have enough you should publish them on your own!
Thanks all for the kind words. I needed to vent and I was inspired by Ann and Dean. :)
So now we have another Poet in the group...
Excellent work B.B.
Bravo!
Awesome words my fellow poet.
Glad I could be your inspiration.
Keep it up.
You know--all this time and still sticks and stones hurt and so do the words. But I'll dodge as best as I can. Need a faster motorcycle.
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