You feel the World's against you and life is so unfair <br />And they judge you by the way you look and the colour of your hair <br />And they judge you by your bank account and by the clothes you wear <br />And your judges are so plentiful around you everywhere. <br /> <br />You rise at dawn to go to work from monday to friday <br />And you are one who does work hard to earn your every pay <br />But your faceless judges out there they talk behind your back <br />And whisper he's not doing as well as his older brother Jack. <br /> <br />You are judged by the work you do and by your Postal Address <br />And than those who live on 'Highbrow street' they seem to love you less <br />From an upper class suburb you know of one who is known to the police <br />But they don't look on her as bad for she's the doctor's niece. <br /> <br />You've thought of moving elsewhere to a City Interstate <br />But your self righteous judges will be there your achievements to rate <br />For they are abundant everywhere in country and in town <br />And they don't need a reason or an excuse to put you down. <br /> <br />And though they judge you on the car you drive and the company you keep <br />About your many judges do not lose one minute's sleep <br />For they don't spend all of their waking hours passing judgement on you <br />They have many to think about for they judge others too.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-judges/
