
How thankful
I am
that I got to know you
before I heard
the things
they said about you
It just
goes to show
how wrong they can be
for humble
I am
you became friends with me
To judge
someone else
before you give them a chance
is like
without music
trying to learn how to dance
We need
to look
at a person without bias
and let
them prove
what it is they hold righteous
For until
we do
how, in fact, can we know
what’s inside
their heart
if we don’t let it show?


How often people just on hearsay. I liked your poem.
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