They judge your silence, or your sound,
Not that they hear nor listen much,
The way you live makes them astound
And so the like to keep a grudge.
But they don’t realise it’s them
Who are the sinners as they stay
In loveless marriages, and damn
Their pointing fingers and dismay.
Let no one tell you not to love,
but leave the narrow-minded town.
Look up, and keep your head above.
Let no one ever bring you down!
Inspired by ‘This Be the Verse’ by Philip Larkin. I did a sort of do it yourself workshop in poetry I suppose 🙂