The Judge (A Poem)

Our senses are our angels protecting us to beEver so pervasive, guarding our sensitivityFor without this shield, we will get punchedGut wrenching moments where we get crunched The eyes are the lenses, we visualize the big pictureSeeing differences a split second, an exclusive fixtureThrough muddied tracks we learn to seeWhere caution flags exist, providing a… Read more The Judge (A Poem)