Britain's got a brand new talent <br />Her name is Susan Boyle, <br />They all waited to laugh at her <br />On the show they thought she'd spoil. <br /> <br />She stood there on the stage that night <br />Alone and full of fear, <br />The audiance just could not wait <br />To laugh at her and sneer. <br /> <br />The music started, they all smirked <br />Putting her through torture, <br />But when she sang the very first line <br />Not one note could they faulter. <br /> <br />They gasped, they cheered, with all their might <br />They knew that they were wrong. <br />This woman had a lovely voice <br />She could really sing that song. <br /> <br />She sang out like an angel <br />Her voice so sweet and pure, <br />No one will laugh at her again <br />She showed them the door. <br /> <br />The door that's always open <br />The door that's like no other. <br />The door that show's us not to judge <br />A book like it's cover. <br /> <br />People just judge other's <br />Before finding what's inside, <br />They take away their courage <br />They take away their pride. <br /> <br />So before you judge someone again <br />Just think what this might mean, <br />And remember Susan Boyle <br />Who is now living her dream.<br /><br />wendy. thopliss<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/susan-boyle/
