Judgment

I look 
At the world
With “not enough”
Eyes

There should be
Fewer clouds 
In the sky

More peace
Less war

More flowers
Fewer graves

More music
Less death

This seems
Fair enough

But then I listen
To what you say
How you move
What you do

And labels and
Stereotypes
Fly 
Through 
My mind

I try to catch them
Bury them
Cast them away

But they fly 
Around, like kites
Society clutching 
Their strings
Beyond my reach
Or so it seems

I get distracted
By the colours
And shapes

The way they 
Move 
Endlessly

And I judge you

I try to focus on 
The spaces in between
The nothingness
The place where 
Everyone can be
Themselves

But I can’t
And still I judge

Letting those kites 
Of Judgement 
Fly higher
Dart harder
Clamouring 
For my attention
I let them cloud my world
Cloud my mind

I put my hands 
Across my eyes
Trying to quiet it
All down awhile

Trying to calm things
So I can just see you
For who you are

But the darkness 
Brings me back
To the origins
Of all this

When the world 
Goes quiet
All I can see 
Is myself

All I can do
Is judge
Myself

And then I know
That I am you
And you are me

That these kites
Of judgement
Were created 
In my mind

And that the world
Looks magnificent
That you look
Extraordinary
When I have the courage
To stop judging myself