The Other, Ourself
By others, we judge ourselves.
Well, let justice be done, and the guilty cast down.
Your company won't change, I'll wager.
And let he who is innocent cast the first stone,
They say.
In others, we see ourselves.
And no one likes to look at themselves in a broken mirror.
So for those too afraid to approach the pieces,
Seven years bad luck,
I say.
[Spur of the moment poetry... and an example of why I dont write poetry.
Verse 2, line 3 is the one that holds the most meaning, but I can't get it right...
I think I'm going to start posting some of my unfinished poetry on here, because I like some of it, but not enough to call it a finished poem...]
Well, let justice be done, and the guilty cast down.
Your company won't change, I'll wager.
And let he who is innocent cast the first stone,
They say.
In others, we see ourselves.
And no one likes to look at themselves in a broken mirror.
So for those too afraid to approach the pieces,
Seven years bad luck,
I say.
[Spur of the moment poetry... and an example of why I dont write poetry.
Verse 2, line 3 is the one that holds the most meaning, but I can't get it right...
I think I'm going to start posting some of my unfinished poetry on here, because I like some of it, but not enough to call it a finished poem...]